Suspenders and Ties - a friend's 21st

So tonight I'm going to a friends 21st birthday party. 

Her theme is suspenders and ties. 

Here's my rundown about the con's and pro's about this theme: 

Cons: 

No dress or skirt for me. I'll look like a man wearing my work pants out to a social event. 

I do not own suspenders - thus I must go out and buy some. 

I'll need to balance the theme while trying to look sexy at the same time. Hm, could be tricky. 

Did I mention I'll look like a man with that oufit on? 

Pros:

When do I ever get an excuse to wear a tie, let alone suspenders. New outfit. 

- ok that might be the only pro - oh, wait here's another...

I don't have to shave my legs. I will; but they don't have to be perfect. 

While I'm looking forward to the party, there's some things that I'm worried about - cause you know, I worry about everything. 

COUPLES!! Couples, couples everywhere! Let's spot the single chick...oh wait, there she is, in a tie and suspenders ha ha. *If they're abiding by the dress code, all chicks will be wearing these accessories however. 

DORKY DANCING!! Yep, it's been held where my friend likes to dorky dance. Cue the old people, the mediocre band and lame dancing. 

LITTLE ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION!! Despite it being a 21st, and considering the place it's being held, I don't think much drinking is going to go down....urgh. 

NONE OF MY CLOSER GROUP ARE GOING!! While I love my girl who's turning 21, none of my regular group are going, so I'll be hitting it up solo. 

However these can be turned into positives: 

I'M HITTING IT SOLO!! No boyfriend or friends to keep an eye on. I'm happy to just look out for myself, get conversations rolling, catch-up with old friends/acquaintances be confident and happy and just hang out and meet new people. 

LAUGH AT MYSELF DOING DAGGY DANCE MOVES!! While I will no doubt be seriously embaressed by my dance moves the following morning - at the time, I should relax, have fun and just dance my night away. Hopefully everyone else will too. 

Despite some hesitations, I am looking forward to tonight. I know it probably won't be the best night ever, but I shouldn't preconceive that it won't.  

I'll make sure I tell you all about it soon. 

<3 

Well, This Will Be Awkward. A Dinner With a Competition

Hey there. 
If this is your first time on this blog, may I just say "hi" first of all, and secondly, one thing you need to know about me, is that I'm a socially awkward person. 
For those who have read some of my previous posts, this would be apparent. 

So it's with this attribute that I freak out about tomorrow night. 
I've been invited to a party - no, that's not the bad thing. 
It's technically my friends second birthday party. She had one about a month ago, but because not many people showed up (busy lives, they have) she decided to throw another one - at a club. Not a night club, like an old people's club. 
As a Facebook event, and being fickle, I put myself down as a maybe. 
Despite throwing this party for people who couldn't come last time, it turns out that there's only going to be a few of us there anyway. 
I was talking to the Birthday Girl (well, if you could still call her that) only a few moments ago when she told me that a few of the people couldn't make it, and if I go, there will only be four of us. 

Naw, a cute, small get together.

NOPE! 

Besides me and her, there are two others (I'm great at maths), two guys.
One was her ex-boyfriend - a Bogan apparently, who can be the bit of the jealous type. I've never met him. 
Guy Two is an old school pal, and coincidentally, also an ex of the Birthday Girl. He just recently asked her out again (twice) in which he received a no (twice). He also cried about it apparently (woose). 

Talk about awkward. 

So here's where the problems start. I know that tomorrow night will be a competition of testosterone as they battle it out (over the dinner table) getting an edge over the other ex. 
Birthday Girl will secretly enjoy it. 
I will sit there, with my lasagna, wishing that it was all over. 
AWKWARD! 
There's a big part of me that will not go. I don't want to - I really don't. Because my Facebook thing is a maybe, I believe I'm in my right to turn around and say "I'm not coming." 
However, I know I'll be a crap friend if I don't go. Also it might be fun watching a Bogan and a woose fight it out over a bowl of garlic bread. 

But then there's the dancing. 

The great thing about this old people's club is the Latino beats they play to get those seniors moving. 
And so we plan to dance also. 
But it takes two to tango (not three) and I have no idea how the dancing will go. Even if we make our own dance circle, I don't think that's going to make things any less awkward. 

I'm torn. I don't know what to do, and I'm freaking out about tomorrow night. It's going to be awkward and it's going to be a competition all night. 

What would you do? Would you stay, or go? 

Have you been in a situation like this before? 

Please, let me know. I need all the advice I can get right now. 

The Downsides to Being a Hermit

Choosing to live the hermit life is hard. 
Firstly, one tends to pick this life after experiencing what it's like to have friends. And as hermit life tends to creep up on its victim, these "friends" haven't yet realised the path you have taken.
Unfortunately the hermit life was forced on me. 
I desperately wish to go out - but my hermit-induced soul will not let that happen. 
Luckily for this part of my body, the rest of me doesn't have to will power to break free. I also contain other characteristics which help fuel my hermit ways. 
- I have few friends (I've touched on this before, so lets not go back there.)
- I don't drive (also something touched upon before.)
- I'm a worrier. 
- I tend to focus on the negative rather than the positive. 
- I don't work. 
- I never leave the house. 

As you can tell, I'm a delightful person to be around. But I wasn't always like this. At the start of last year, most of these things weren't on my list (not being able to drive, nor work, were still on the list) but the others weren't even an issue. I was engaged with real life dealings, would talk through my issues with real people and not that of a computer screen, would leave the house at least five days a week, would regularly attend parties and was always seen as the "funny one" (funny here being ha ha and not weird). 

It is this person, that these friends still believe I am. And was why, yesterday, I received a birthday invite from one of them. 
I haven't talked to most of them in over a year. 
Some I departed with on bad terms. 
They all still talk to each other regularly. 
My #1 arch frenemy - someone who was a friend but wasn't, isn't invited - so I don't know what this means. 
I don't know how to get there (I don't drive remember).
Or get home. 
I don't even know if any of them actually like me any-more. Maybe they are hoping that I wont show. 

But with only a few days to make up my mind - things are not looking good for Daydreamer . HELP. 
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