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Someone who knows how to have lots of fun, and when times get rough, won't run. Though I've searched the world looking for you, my friendship wishes finally came true. I FOUND YOU!

Tuesday, October 24

The Virgin>

o.o >> this was exactly how I looked when I stepped into my first ever Deepavali party. A fountain greeted me as I got wet from head to toe upon entering the party. The first thing I noticed was the extremely loud music. When I said extremely I meant it. It was loud and banging on my eardrums continously I felt like screaming at it to stop. I retained composure, balanced on my heels and entered the house. Jeeva welcomed us with open arms *literally* Oops =X Forgot to intro. Jeeva, is my tuition friend who invited me to the Deepavali party. It was certainly not like any Deepavali party I've expected. I expected a religious, normal dinner party that does not involve a stereo nor loads of boys o.o

So I entered the house together with my other tuition friend, Shaun. *erhem* So then I was a bit blur but amazed at the same time at the DEEJAY/DJ who was commanding the attention of everyone with his awesomely mixed songs and awesomely small but LOUD stereos. I was about to get a headache soon from too much song expsoure and the beating against my eardrums when the DJ looked over at me and waved a thumbs up. I was like o.o After that, we went up to Jeeva's comp corridor =.=" Over there, I was introduced to Jeeva's friends. At first, they were owhkay... kind and not that scary. But then...

Jeeva's Friends: Hey do you smoke?
Me: Huh?
JF: Do you smoke?
Me: Urm... no?
JF: Really? Prove it!
Me: Urm... how?
JF: Stick out your tongue.
Me: What? No!
JF: Aww cmon...
Me: *appalled* -pause- *sighs and looks away*

Things got better when Jeeva's sister approached me.

Jeeva's Sister: Hey who's this? *talking to Shaun*
Shaun: Oh friend.
JS: Your girlfriend la?
Shaun: No la...
Me: I'm Jeeva's tuition friend.
JS: Oh! Okay do you know how to dance?
Me: Urm... no?
JS: Well you're gonna dance. I'll teach you.
Me: *distressed* *gaps*
JS: *walks into her room*

I was left absolutely distressed and thankful that my sis was going to take me at 7. After a few minutes, Jeeva told us to go down coz the party is downstairs. So, Shaun, Shim *tuition fren* and I went down to continue playing cards (we were bored) Shim said he wanted to go take cards. His house was just nearby so Shaun and I followed. I was forced to walk through 4 sofas full of boys staring at me. Up until now I'm not sure why they were staring me. It's probably because

A) I so do not belong there
B) I'm decent looking? =.="
C) I have something on my face that might attract terrible attention

Anyways, so I felt soso uncomfortable as I walked pass them and Shim took the cards. Then we went back to the house and I had to walk through it again. We played cards in the kitchen and soon enough it was 7. I was super glad as I already had a vivid image painted in my mind of me dancing to Shakira's Hips Don't Lie. Must admit though, the DJ thing was awesome. But still. I was uber super glad that I'm going home.

I feel like a virgin to Peejay/PJ parties. Are all parties here like this? I don't think dancing will ever be my thing thanks =.=" Owh well... maybe one day I'll get used to it? *omg* Hahaks!

Cheers.

# posted by Janet at 7:49 PM