How many decorations before the Bindra house explodes...?
Thursday, February 23, 2006
9:32:00 PM
Feeling Mischievous
Hearing "Deedar De", from the movie "Dus"
So this past weekend was our annual Valentine's Day party..
Hip hip hooray.. (some people actually "hipped" at the party.. no clue what that means but moving on). We had a great turnout, a great decorating crew, and a comedian who liked to pick on NU, Accenture, and UPenn.
I'm just glad the weekend is over.. I did so much work leading up to the event.. and so much work cleaning up after the event. I am just drained.
We literally had new appliances which we bought only because A) they were red, and B) for the Valentine party. I personally think we might have an underlying psychotic disorder which propels us towards the color red.. aka blood.. aka killing people.. uh hmh.. sorry back to my other personality.
We had Jason, Abdullah, "Volcano", Demet, Geetha, and Amrita as new comers this year. Out of the 5, (1 got crunk, lost his balance and silently slid down the wall he was leaning on), (another had a fascination with tearing off his red shirt to display his underlying Accenture t-shirt), (another had to dance with the hopping pongo stick we refer kindly to as (in our Indian circle) Gladiator), (the other decided to use the time wisely and study the biological workings of micro-organisms), (another scared everyone off the dance floor with her superiority), (and the last but not the least in any sort of way..showed us how to do the Harlem shake properly, and how to really play Halo with an 9-yr old)...
Besides the random antics of my buddies, (which included but was not limited to: giggling until their Duracell batteries ran out, silently leaking red nail polish onto the carpet, learning the ancient art of folding dinner napkins, pretending to be of age to drink...cough.., blacking out to never never land, learning the ins and outs of the laminating machine, and lastly....(drum roll please..)..... ugh.. at least play on beat.... and lastly... showing everyone up with her sensational belly-dancing moves) we (the Bindra's enjoyed ourselves immensely.
Well, I had better stop rambling.. for I have a Sociology test 'morrow and I think I should finish reading..
9:32:00 PM
Feeling Mischievous
Hearing "Deedar De", from the movie "Dus"
So this past weekend was our annual Valentine's Day party..
Hip hip hooray.. (some people actually "hipped" at the party.. no clue what that means but moving on). We had a great turnout, a great decorating crew, and a comedian who liked to pick on NU, Accenture, and UPenn.
I'm just glad the weekend is over.. I did so much work leading up to the event.. and so much work cleaning up after the event. I am just drained.
We literally had new appliances which we bought only because A) they were red, and B) for the Valentine party. I personally think we might have an underlying psychotic disorder which propels us towards the color red.. aka blood.. aka killing people.. uh hmh.. sorry back to my other personality.
We had Jason, Abdullah, "Volcano", Demet, Geetha, and Amrita as new comers this year. Out of the 5, (1 got crunk, lost his balance and silently slid down the wall he was leaning on), (another had a fascination with tearing off his red shirt to display his underlying Accenture t-shirt), (another had to dance with the hopping pongo stick we refer kindly to as (in our Indian circle) Gladiator), (the other decided to use the time wisely and study the biological workings of micro-organisms), (another scared everyone off the dance floor with her superiority), (and the last but not the least in any sort of way..showed us how to do the Harlem shake properly, and how to really play Halo with an 9-yr old)...
Besides the random antics of my buddies, (which included but was not limited to: giggling until their Duracell batteries ran out, silently leaking red nail polish onto the carpet, learning the ancient art of folding dinner napkins, pretending to be of age to drink...cough.., blacking out to never never land, learning the ins and outs of the laminating machine, and lastly....(drum roll please..)..... ugh.. at least play on beat.... and lastly... showing everyone up with her sensational belly-dancing moves) we (the Bindra's enjoyed ourselves immensely.
Well, I had better stop rambling.. for I have a Sociology test 'morrow and I think I should finish reading..
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