WARNING: This post relates only to slightly socially awkward, observers of life like myself. Bear with me and this lame expression of my frustration.
So, tonight, I decided to step out of my comfort zone for a bit. MY FIRST MISTAKE.
I went to celebrate with a pal of mine. It was fun. There were pictures, cake and everything went fine. It was fun. Too early, I left to go to another party. MY SECOND MISTAKE.
I knew it wasn’t my scene even before I got to the room. It was dark, with red and gold spot lights and it was noisy. Walking in, I was met with faces that I had seen so many times but which I had avoided talking too. I regretted not talking to them then.
The music was blasting from somewhere at the side of the room and I took my place at the other side, with the other onlookers.
Then I was asked to dance. I should’ve refused and I did for a while then I gave in. MY THIRD MISTAKE.
I knew it wouldn’t end well. Why did I bother? I should have just sat there by myself, doing nothing.
The dance floor was way too hot and filled with people that I didn’t know. There was someone behind me and someone in front of me. Every second, I had to push some jerk’s hand off my waist. I detested it. I felt suffocated. I felt violated.
I still feel violated. I can still feel the imprint of everyone’s hands on me. I didn’t feel like myself and I never want to go through such a thing again.
LESSON LEARNT- don’t try to go too far out of your comfort zone. I mean it’s fine once in a while but be true to yourself. So many people love to party and love to ‘turn up’ (which is a slang for party where I’m from) but I’m not one of them. My idea of a good time is settling down, Indian style in front of a big screen watching reruns of NCIS with a tub of ice cream. Yah, I know. I’m lame.
So back to lesson learned
#1 Be true to yourself
#2 Don’t attend a party where you don’t know at least half the people invited
#3 Don’t drink the punch or water. It’s probably not punch or water
#4 Never go alone
#5 Get in and get out as fast as you can.
#6 Afterwards, wash the crazy off you and treat yourself with ice cream and NCIS reruns.