January 22, 2006
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Where’s the party at?
It’s funny. There are nights where I’m in a deep search of self, but at the end, I could never figure it out no matter how hard I tried. I figured, maybe because I have a different brain to begin with, that I will never think like people my age. And that is my exact problem. I can never relate to people my age. I can never really relate to their relationship problems, girl dramas, and especially what 19 year olds consider to be “fun”. I don’t like parties where drinking is the main course. I don’t like clubbing much, because it’s the same time every time I go. Then I ask, what do I like? and why don’t I like what the crowds like?
All I know is that I enjoy a good dinner at a decent restaurant over small talk. It always ends up memorable to me. Bonus, if I learn something from a conversation with a friend(s). Then I would feel like I’ve carried out something valuable after dinner, not carrying out a drunken friend from a party.
For those that do find parties and clubbing and what not to be an exciting event, I’m not insinuating that it would be a bad thing. Since, I myself, wish I saw it in the same light as you.
All i’m saying is that everyone seem to walk out with a smile, while i’m walking out with an apathetic grin, wondering and maybe pretending to like what I just did and saw. Am I thinking too old? I don’t know. Am I still young to enjoy simple partying? Maybe..
I just don’t know what to do with myself sometimes.
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HEYS
I bought the XCASE like I wanted. BUT in Fuschia PINK. Some people say I would only stick to black, well — look what my nerves have accomplished. Now when I carry that thing around in the airport, I look like an asian Barbie.
Comments (4)
hey, nellie; just droppin’ by to same hi
Partying does get old…which is why you can’t do it all the time. But that random once or twice can be the slightest bit fun. I guess it all depends on the person. I’m getting too old for it anyways. I get the flu immediately after going clubbing for one night now.
But you’re young, live it to the fullest – cliche, but you know what I mean….and that doesn’t mean drinking and acting stupid. Do what makes you happy.
If anything, the best comfort comes in coffee and the best damn dessert you can find in Toronto.
hey ellen..i always thought you were very mature for your years..the first time i met you..i thought you were my age..i had a hard time believing that you were 3 years younger!
sorry…no pic yet, but expect one before the end of the month…