Yesterday, I went to a party. First one in a really long time. As I just sat there, still and steel faced, watching people do what they were doing, I remembered what I liked to do. More like, One of the things I liked to do. I like to play, a lot, and I like being silly. I try to try out every sport, but its not just sports, I like running around, and laughing hysterically to no exact end.
But recently like I said, I have become this self-tamed introvert. I can’t remember the last time I ran around, or was chased, or anything. I just stay indoors smug faced, studying( mostly trying to, or thinking about trying to), or watching movies and things. For reasons I do not know I abandoned the play. Well aside from the fact that you don’t really find people to ‘play’ with or who have that edgy side….
I liked to play and to know. I’d play, I’d laugh, but I’d know. I liked Socrates, and Descartes. But that never stopped me. I liked getting into conversations, beneficial and not beneficial, not detrimental either. But not at the expense of the other. Now, I seem to have abandoned the play, in aimless search for the others, and even others. And not much have I yielded from this. Because since I cannot play with a lot of people, I tend not to engage in much talk, so when I do find out things from what I have read or seen, I cannot talk about it with someone else, so it tends to fade away.
To my knowing, I believe my vocabulary has even deteriorated. I want to learn many things, to play the piano, to speak Spanish and Italian, to be oriented with other religions and cultures, to be a superb cook, and a whole lot of things, but not one at the expense of the other. Not learning all this, and forgetting how to play, or get my adrenalin pumped.
:: When the song came on, I threw my hand s in the air, and I danced. I loved it, I jumped and I laughed. It was awesome. You guys should have been there.
:: OMG, I got pushed in the pool, Ha.Ha. And I pushed this douche in the pool too, bare jokes mahn.
:: Like, you totally won’t believe it, I was with *insert name* all night. It was epic.they left me. But then, they came back with more guys, and didn’t care how much I begged, I got tossed in anyways.
:: I was totally scared, they were trying to toss me into the pool, I kept screaming and yelling and begging, and thenTragic I tell you.
If other people at the same party had blogs they wrote on like this, this would probably be some of their reactions. But not mine, I sat there and watched them be merry, and be traumatized (for some), until of course, I got thrown in the pool… I couldn’t complain, I loved it. ^_^
Pita Pata. It Never Stops 
