What goes up, must come down!
I haven’t posted anything for ages and I will start where it all began. The social! Thankyou Antoinette for your words of wisdom and I look forward to seeing you tomorrow!
I remember sitting in Period 6 at school, and everyone was talking. Things like “What am I going to wear?”, “Do you know any people from CGS?”, “My hair! What am I going to do with my hair?” and “I wonder if I’ll meet a hot guy there!” were echoing around the room. 8wods seems to always have science as the last period of the day. And Mrs. Ackermann always said we were the loudest class ever. But if she thought we were loud on a regular basis, then it must have been like a tornado in that room.
As we went down to our lockers, everyone was talking even louder than we could have imagined. It was as if we were already at the social. I remember talking to Rana and Charlie whom I had barely said “hello” to in my whole life. It was as if this event, socializing with guys and dancing to the loudest, most noisiest music ever, brought us together in some way that I can barely explain.
I went home with Pretashini and we spent the first hour just talking about what we were going to wear, our make-up, our hair and, most importantly, conversation starters. We laughed and had the time of our lives. She was my best friend and I loved her with all my heart. It’s too bad that things change so suddenly.
My mum took us and I vaguely remember the most embarrassing lecture from her ever. She was not just lecturing me, but Pretashini as well. She told us not to give away our numbers too quickly and not to go thinking that we had met Prince Charming or something. I remember Pretashini saying, “I don’t think we will meet Prince Charming. It’s more likely were gonna meet Darth Vader at this place!” That’s one I am gonna remember for a long time :P
I think I would have felt weird going to the social alone. I probably would have had no idea where to go. And I definitely was nervous, as pretty much everyone was. I scanned the crowd for my friends but I need not, for I knew exactly where they would be. I made my way to the back of the crowd and, funnily enough, there they were. My friends, Melissa, Clarissa, Antoinette, Linda, Teema and Linda Y. Everyone seemed to get there before us, which is explainable, for my mum was generally either late or right on time.
We had to wait a while, before we could actually go into the school. When it was finally our turn, we walked in, signed our names off and grabbed a slip of paper. This slip of paper had a name on it, and you had to find the match. Mine was Eleanor Roosevelt, wife to Theodore, a famous president of America. Surprisingly enough, I never found my match. But it would have made no difference if I had.
I split from my original group of friends and Teema, Melissa, and I made our way through the crowd, trying to find our matches. But they got tired, and started to be party-poopers, so I left them in the party-pooper-ness and went to see who was ready for a party (LOL that sounds really gay). Eventually, I found Darshana, Prisha and Jasmine, whom were my best friends last year. We made our way to the dance floor and got into one of those big groups. But some girls (not from Fintona) wore high heels and it wasn’t very nice when they stepped on our feet. So we made another group with just Fintona girls. But everyone was sorta getting a little distant and would just stand around and talk. But myself, Darshana, Prisha and Jasmine stayed on the dance floor and two guys came up to us and randomly started dancing with us. But the night was soon over and we all retreated to our warm, comfy beds.
Over the course of the next two weeks, I met a bunch of guys through facebook. And now they are probably the best guy friends I’ve ever had (primary school doesn’t count).
And hopefully, these friendships will continue for years to come, as have my friendships with the Fintona girls.
God bless you all
xxx
Jamie
