Weekend smatterings
We had an early dinner, mostly because some of my friends have to work tomorrow; I was due in the lab in the morning, anyway. But dinner that started at 5:30 PM somehow stretched to 10 PM. I'm grateful -- we had lots of laughs, expectedly; most of all, though, I am just immensely thankful that I have this wonderful bunch of people that I trust with all my heart. Sure, they may make fun of me all the time from time to time, but when it comes down to what counts, they're there.
But even with all that... I guess the only thing that is constant these days is the stark realisation -- upon returning home -- that something in my life is missing. I can't shake it. I'm not sure I even want to.
Anyway, I just remembered that I have a wad of drafts from before (well, some after, too) last Friday, so these will probably be coming out sometime soon. It hasn't been all bad; just very very tiring. Hopefully Week Two will be better, although with module bidding scheduled to commence, I can't see that happening. Hur.
***
We headed over to Häagen Dazs for chocolate fondue after dinner, courtesy of a classmate -- because $1,200 per month for seven months of attachment is just too much money not to share.
We finished it all pretty quickly, and as we sat around talking, J quietly took the bowl of fondue off the fire and placed it strategically in front of me. I gave him a scowl, but before I could ask him what he was trying to do, the waiter came over to clear our table. I still had a spoon in my hand, and the position of the fondue was just too incriminating.
The waiter tried to hold in his amusement, but eventually broke out in a knowing grin. This, of course, sent everyone into hopeless hysterics -- everyone except me, of course; I was blushing furiously.
"Don't worry," the waiter chuckled, and gave me a wink. "I didn't see anything."
"..."
Sigh. I've decided that the next time I survive a night out with my friends without them thoroughly embarrassing me, I will cartwheel all the way home.
But even with all that... I guess the only thing that is constant these days is the stark realisation -- upon returning home -- that something in my life is missing. I can't shake it. I'm not sure I even want to.
Anyway, I just remembered that I have a wad of drafts from before (well, some after, too) last Friday, so these will probably be coming out sometime soon. It hasn't been all bad; just very very tiring. Hopefully Week Two will be better, although with module bidding scheduled to commence, I can't see that happening. Hur.
***
We headed over to Häagen Dazs for chocolate fondue after dinner, courtesy of a classmate -- because $1,200 per month for seven months of attachment is just too much money not to share.
We finished it all pretty quickly, and as we sat around talking, J quietly took the bowl of fondue off the fire and placed it strategically in front of me. I gave him a scowl, but before I could ask him what he was trying to do, the waiter came over to clear our table. I still had a spoon in my hand, and the position of the fondue was just too incriminating.
The waiter tried to hold in his amusement, but eventually broke out in a knowing grin. This, of course, sent everyone into hopeless hysterics -- everyone except me, of course; I was blushing furiously.
"Don't worry," the waiter chuckled, and gave me a wink. "I didn't see anything."
"..."
Sigh. I've decided that the next time I survive a night out with my friends without them thoroughly embarrassing me, I will cartwheel all the way home.
posted by Laughingcow at 11:15 pm
4 Comments:
Dinner stretches by many hours when you're having it with great company. And the time just seems to fly by so quickly.
haha..what a promise to make! I hope your friends read this entry and do refrain from embarrassing you on another night out - remember to include the pictorial evidence of your cartwheels!
Aiyoh, I suspect you like e role of being the bullied. Cos you alwiz write stories abt embarassing stuff ppl put you thru... Subconsciously a 'bully me' magnet issit?
Mr Moron: Indeed. :)
BoY: Plan A -- Maintain anonymity; Plan B -- Hold all future dinners at home. ;)
Vandice: Aiyoh, I suspect you've never been embarrassed before! Otherwise you would know that those are the incidents that stick out like a sore thumb in your memory! ;)
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