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I don’t remember exactly the last time I socialize at a party by not getting around to a decision of dressing up to a last minute but I do remember I was feeling bad from frustration when I opened my drawers jumbling around because I can’t decide appropriately if I was going. I had no clue if I can really present myself.

Do you make plan after you accepted an invitation so you won’t end up losing your confidence without pushing yourself too hard in an occasion? Or you would just show up even if you were not invited and because you know, it just happens that you are attached to the host? Where’s the fun in that?

One time, I was invited by a friend at a dinner party in a small bar and if one would say ‘bar’, I would assume that it’s not a decent place to wear decent clothes and it’s a place for singles. So I had this tiniest clue that a pair of jeans & t-shirt is just alright. Apparently, I didn’t dress up. I arrived there on time in my semi-formal, which for me, looked simply perfect - in my jeans, white v-neck shirt, old converse shoes and a pair of jacket. Upon entering the bar, I saw my friends with other strangers all wearing their suits, the ladies of course were as if all dressed in Roberto Cavalli’s, in case you don’t know people around here dressed to be seen, but being in a semi-decent place can be a little bit of a ‘shock’ if you’re making new acquaintances, you must wear one that suits in a setting.

Since I was the only single person in that group, I didn’t know whatelse to do so I felt like walking away to find the nearest exit and as if calling my friend with an excuse that “I am not really feeling well, I can’t come”. If you think you are single attending a group party in a bar, one doesn’t go to meet new friends, or to discuss about your ‘boss is a bitch’. Making dates is about the only thing you can do at the bar, because really a party in such a place like bar does not take much time, conversation, or brains. I’d rather be dancing all night than talk, so consider that very anti-social.

I had these thoughts at the back of my head that probably would make me forget my own name while introducing myself to these strangers. But you know, I’m the person who listen more rather than talk in a group of strangers. Say, I would nod and smile occasionally while I wipe the drool off my face before I can add my own thoughts to a mix of people though once I get to know these people’s behavior, I could even hijack a conversation. I hate a conversation that starts “What do you do for a living?” but since I am a very reserved person, I would be quiet unless I’m the one hosting my party. Well making friends is always not easy, especially if you are shy to begin with; let’s face it, not all of us were born with a natural talent for social grace.

But with that said, there is hope for me I believe, if I want to learn something from socializing. And really, I am a very outgoing, funny person. I smile as much as I can or I can even make someone laugh at my corny jokes. But some people think that having a sense of humor and all that is not always healthy. Sometimes I don’t know if I am being serious about some things so I feel like I’m just being silly.

Generally, I do enjoy conversations if it is more general and not of a personal nature. If the subject seems to make the other person uncomfortable, I would simply just drop it and move on. Other people love to talk about themselves but if they think someone is interested, it’ll start a lively conversation that will make everyone feel at ease.

And although it’s clearly obvious that other people I have met talks about interesting things they did in the past, somehow other people say things in purpose just to look smart. I’d rather be friends with someone who comes off as being sincere, not someone just trying to show off, if you know what I mean.

How about a house party? Oh well, Isay does run a house party really well. But I think, she also had a bad experienced from it because it is usually hard to put enough a long list of people to invite, let alone a list of people who would find each other interesting and people that, in the first place, should have not been invited. Buti na lang invited nya ako parati.

“Oh by the way, let me introduce you to Mary, Bill, Kathleen, Bob, and my colleague, Wilbur.”

The Old Pair Of Jeans
by: Fatboy Slim

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