| Saturday, November 3, 2007 |
| SOCIAL HAPPENINGS |
So, we had our first socials last week, with the neighbouring school.
Rumours spread like persistent ripples till at last the news was finally announced. Oh, can people be hyprocites, especially us girls! With a prim refusal to go when faced with questions at the start, most people finally turned up on the day... what went on in the intervening week, especially the day before, is amazingly amusing.
Reasonably sensible people turned into worried teens, simply obsessed about pimples, and- this is the funny part- their voice! Okay, apologies to the person concerned, but ha! and ha! and ha! Boy, was that funny. That's one symptom even I in my vast reading haven't managed to come upon!
Cut to the 'awaited' day:
Completely an anti-climax. Nothing happened. Few people of the opposite sexes even talked to each other... but that didn't stop them from being dressed, mind you.
And it doesn't end there.
Week after the event:
Article in newspaper: "The girl wearing____ at the socials, contact ___. "
The person concerned hasn't yet been spotted, but give us time!
Nor was it the only one. Other incidents sprung up like hidden traps. Apparently there's someone who asked my name, and aren't my friends (over)excited?
Oh well, as I say, you open the window to the world, and out goes all sense! |
posted by Clezevra @ 3:10 AM   |
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So you are still alive. There are parties in my block from time to time which I observe briefly from my 7th floor window. They are often kids from Indian families. They have loud music, there are candles around the pool and of course there is food. When the dancing starts the boys jerk up and down in a cicle on one side and the girls, having a much better time, on the other. Girls are much more relaxed in each others company than boys in circumstances like this. They just don't know what to do and consequently tend to be very silly.
Hope you had fun.
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I refuse to agree with you on the note that few girls even talked to guys. I think everyone talked to guys and for those who didn't, the social was for them. But they will open up at some stage in life. C'mmon, it was fun!
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i don't exactly need Newton's decomposed brain to find out to whom all the sarcasm and irony were meant.....and regarding the voice, it wasn't a SYMPTOM of anything ....i had a cold.....u just wait till next monday....boy! i wonder whether your skeleton will remain intact....by the way this is the only piiece by you which made me laugh-ziah
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somehow noticed a hypocritical pinch in the last sentence!!!
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So you are still alive. There are parties in my block from time to time which I observe briefly from my 7th floor window. They are often kids from Indian families. They have loud music, there are candles around the pool and of course there is food. When the dancing starts the boys jerk up and down in a cicle on one side and the girls, having a much better time, on the other. Girls are much more relaxed in each others company than boys in circumstances like this. They just don't know what to do and consequently tend to be very silly.
Hope you had fun.