I used the word debonair today, well I didn’t say it out loud it was more like; “makes me seem more debonair” in my silent meeting between myself and my brain, which by my standards is a completely different person. It was all after the night before, and the fact that I think of myself as a philosopher, to some degree. This is because of the fact that I spend all of my free time thinking about random stuff.
You see I went to this school party last night, who knows why it was on a Wednesday night, but lets just say a lot of people turned up without a couple inhibitions. I still find it confusing how children barely legal to buy cigarettes manage to get their hands on alcohol, and exactly where their parents are?
As I said to a girl who was not fully their last night; “I have a happy liver” =], since I have never drank a drop, and what annoys me is I have to say why: Well it tastes disgusting; exactly what it is; poison.
I still don’t understand why people need chemicals to enjoy a party. There was a guy who was OBVIOUSLY drunk, and he lit his cigarette the wrong way, I was like seriously?
So anyway this party had a theme “geeks vs gangsters” I was quite worried about this theme since they have nothing to do with each other, but alas I was proven wrong. The geeks (male) were very well dressed with the braces and the glasses (courtesy of disney-pixar 3D films) also high wasted trousers. Than it got really weird, and quite confusing: Because since when did “geek” mean that you like a lady of the night. I’m just saying, because that’s what a lot of girls looked like last night. The trade mark high socks, high heels, and butt clutching skirt. Of course their were smart girls, in normal geek cliche attire. Though I don’t know what some people were thinking.
We had a pretty good DJ (one of the late night ones from Choice FM), so that made it more enjoyable, and they had authentic cocktails (virgin) which were pretty good. Since I didn’t want to go to bed at 1 o’clock that night, and I had school in the morning I left with my friend Helena, at 10:30. Their were only 4 of us going on that train at 10:30 which I thought was really weird. Might I add we were all completely sober =] since we are good children xD.
Overall the night was great =]
I actually love college life which I didn’t expect. I especially love my German lessons with my german support teacher; Mirjam. She is amazing =] and we torture her with questions about her boyfriend. It really just ends up as a session in which we begin by talking about anorexia and end up talking about Nena and her song 99 luftballoons =]
So if I was really random in this blog it’s because I am a newbie, and I just write what I think =]
And it’s not okay to be tipsy