I went to a birthday party tonight. It was very... Filipino. Tons of food, karaoke, dancing, and of course, alcohol. I don't see why we need it. We're already loud and crazy as it is. Anyway, back to the party. I didn't even know the people there. I only went because I wanted to hang out with my cousins. Since they all have work and school this upcoming week, I figured I would only be seeing them this weekend.
So, I tagged along to their friend's party. When we arrived, they took me around introducing me to everyone.
Turns out, everyone already knew me. They had all met me at my little cousin, Jaydynn's birthday party last August. The reason why I couldn't remember them was because when they had met me, I wasn't exactly... sober.
It's a funny story, actually. First, let me explain that I'm the first one to actually leave for college. All my older cousins are staying at home and going to JCs. So, I had no one to tell me how it was going to be, no one to run to for guidance. I was scared of moving away especially since SD was the farthest UC I could possibly pick. Anyway, I was at Jaydynn's party last summer a month before I was to leave for college.
Everyone and their mom was there. A ton of family and a TON of friends. I brought my best friend, Nich, and we proceeded to get inebriated.
There we were, having a great ol time, when all of a sudden I started BAWLING. I full on cried my eyes out. I actually don't have any recollection of this, but I have a bunch of videos and stories to help me remember. Apparently, Nich had brought up college and how he was going to miss me or something.
Yup, that would do it. They said I cried for a good 2 hours. Wow. I don't believe them. Now don't feel bad, I know no one at that party did. Nope, they were having a ball. They took pictures & egged me on. I watched a video of myself and I have to admit it was pretty entertaining. I'd start calming down and then someone would say "Have fun in San Diego!" and I'd start crying again. Gosh, my family is awesome. They would never take advantage of a person while they were drunk and incapable of NOT making a fool of themselves.
So, you can imagine my surprise when everyone at this party says they've already met me. How embarrassing. There were a lot of "Take it easy now. We don't want to see you crying again"s. Anyway, the point of this blog was to tell you about Mr. Creeper McCreeperston so I'll just jump to that part now.
We're out in the back, disco lights on and the music thumping, dancing the night away. Then a slow song comes on. Alright, sat that one out. Then another slow song comes on but this time someone asks me to dance. We made some small talk. He asked me how school was going and such. It turns out I was already his friend on Facebook and had chatted with him briefly via Facebook IM. Whoops. Shows how attentive I am. My bad.
Next song comes on. What? Another slow song? To my surprise another guy asks to cut in. Sure, I'll dance with you. I don't know you, but I didn't really know the guy I was dancing with before you and that turned out okay. Like everyone else, he had met me back in August.
"How's your boyfriend?" he asks.
"Uh... I don't have one?" I reply.
"That's a shame. What about that one Chinese guy?"
"... I don't know what you're talking about."
"No? Alright."
"..."
"So why'd you break up with your boyfriend?"
"What? I never had a boyfriend."
"But that Chinese guy you were with. Whenever anyone mentioned him you'd start crying again."
"Oh, you're talking about Nich! No, we never dated. He's my best friend."
"Really? I thought you guys were going out!"
"Ew, gross."
"Why? You didn't find him attractive?"
"Uh, no. Nich's really cute, I guess, but that's just weird. He's like my brother."
"Hmm... I guess you should never assume."
"... ?? ..."
"Do you want to make out? I'm pretty drunk.""Uh, no thanks. ... Thanks for the offer though?"
*awkward slow dancing ensues*
"Hmm... I haven't danced like this in 10 years. Since I was in high school."
AHHHH SOO CREEPY. WTF?! SERIOUSLY? 10 years ago? HOW OLD ARE YOU, SIR? 28?! and you're asking ME to make out with YOU?! First, you ask me about my boyfriend & once you figure out I don't have one you pounce at the chance to make out with someone you don't even know. Second, "want to make out? I'm pretty drunk." ?!?! What kind of offer is that? Yeah, you must be drunk if you actually thought that would work! GROSS GROSS GROSS.
Yeah, birthday parties are fun. Have any stories of your own?
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That's just weird. I don't have stories, but I remember going to this gathering and I was playing with the other kids (I was about 11, they were all 1-6 years younger), and this kid ran up to me, proceeded to poke me right in the nipple, and ran off. Great aim huh.
lmao. there's a filipino-crowded apartment complex in the city i live in. you drive by and there's always a group of old guys, wearing a baseball caps and shorts walkin around the front yard. and there's always one guy in that group who has his pregnant belly showing itchin and scratchin. and one is always riding a bike. i don't really know any filipino people but i'm sure they're not all like those guys. but it doesn't exactly look good lol. anyways, that's my rambling about filipinos...
OH and how awkward is that, dancing with an old creepo that was obviously paying very close attention to you the last time you saw him when you didn't even know he existed lmao. i'm sorry you had to encounter that.