My lord, your vocabulary, like cake with ten times more sugar then needed, is so rich it's disgusting

. I feel like I put on a couple of mental pounds just from reading that.
But yeah, I get what you are saying. I'm not too much of a party guy myself. I like the excitement a group of people can bring, I like being weird and energetic, but overall it's the more personal relationship with people that admire, a lot of relationships people have seem so superficial and distant, and it seems like some parties are built around that. Get drunk and loud with people you sort of care about. I haven't really been to one of those stereotypical "beer, sex and loud, shitty music" parties filled with a bunch of people. I've been around those things separately, but not all three at the same time. I would probably enjoy it for a little while though, seeing people act retarded and listen to shitty music is funny. It is especially nice when I experience that kind of stuff with other friends that find it all so stupid to the point where it's hilarious. The closest I get full on parties is concerts, which I go to somewhat frequently.
But I suggest going to one. Why not try something new? Even if it sucks, laugh at how absurd it is. Be adventurous. There's enjoyment to found in every facet of life if you let go of your limited set of expectations of things to make you happy, and open up. Go out and experience things, it doesn't really matter what they are. Just try it, it's something different at least. If you sit inside everyday, skeptically pondering whether or not some activity might be enjoyable to you, you will often be able to find some reasons to object to doing quite a bit of new things, because you still haven't experienced it, you are still biased and uninformed. And if you don't like it, you can always leave.
Skeleton Jelly said:
Eeeh.
Grade 12er here.
I went to one because one of my old friends that I'm still friends with is popular and wanted me to come.
I went there, and everyone was drunk. The girls were barely wearing anything, and grinding other guys hard enough to god damn give themselves a friction burn.
Upstairs was full of moaning and groaning.
Assholes came up to me saying, "We reallllly need to hang out more."
I saw girls making out with guys and my friend told me they had boyfriends.
I was disgusted, took some soda drinks and weed, then left.
Oh god, i wanted to vommit.
Well hey, you got to see a bunch of idiots in action, giving you plenty to laugh at. And you got some soda and weed out of it. Seems like a good deal.