Expat Laura
social skills
2004-03-21 | 11:36 a.m.

Since K's party last night, I've come to realise 2, utterly profound things - well, at least profound in the Life of Laura.

a) That I'm not the one who's weird but that chaps in my schoool have the social skills of monkeys
b) That getting over/moving on from a given event, or a person, or an experience is all in the mind. Yes! Whereas other people take this for a given, it has taken me near 4 months to realise it and even then, E had to spell it out for me. Hey, I'm no monkey.

Point a). Met some cool guys last night from Sha Tin who were just nice. They didn't want to gangrape anyone, they didn't have any weird fetishes, they were friendly and open and talkative. And I kept thinking - are these guys for real? - because all I have ever known are arseholes, stuck up English Boys who have a superiority complex, who think they are better than eveyrone else. But to be met with these normal, American/English boys who were just plain nice was confusing. Because then I began to think - do they like me? Are they being overly friendly? So starved am I of male friends that I mistook everything they said and did as romantic because I have never known that kind of man.

But as it turned out, nothing came of it and we all had a good time. But my eyes have been opened to those kind of guys, the nice, friendly, funny guys who will abound at Uni. And I'm scared I will fall for ever single guy who ever talks to me because I will be so surprised and flattered....when it should only ever be something platonic. Coincidentally, I was very impressed with my butterfly type social skills last night. Even without copious amounts of alcohol I still managed to talk to total strangers easily and make a good impression rather than what I had expected - talk to strangers, embarassing silences = stupid girl. As Michelle sat quietly (read: loner) not talking to anyone new, I felt I did my duty and socialised like the lovely girl I am. Good points: At least I feel more prepared for Uni and 1000000 strangers. Bad points: I will have 10000 hot English girls sapping my confidence.

Ah ha! Being the cunning sly fox I am I also managed to squeeze compliments out of everyone I met. Analysing people's drinks tastes with my 3 Sha Tin 'friends' I was told I was a "bubbly, party girl and very nice". And all that from a Malibu & Orange?! Either way - E, that applies to you as well. Here's to plenty more parties, and manfriends, and malibu and orange!

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