Da B-Day Rave

rave

n 1: a dance party that lasts all night and electronically synthesized music is played

And rave we did. 'Til the wee hours of the night we danced to songs such as Candy man, The Space Jam theme and even the song that many of us referred to as "Roxbury". We sang along, swung from ropes and climbed balconies. But why am I telling you all of this? You were there! I pass you everyday in the hallway without so much as a “hello”. Yet when our eyes met it seemed it was the first time in years. We hugged “It’s good to see ya!” I see you everyday. “Remember that time…” You remembered, we laughed. “Have you hit this yet?” I pointed to the jubilee of candy round my neck. You hit it (top left). Awesome.
Unfortunately, we were split up soon thereafter by the Pushor Parade (right), never to speak again. Well at least not until the next party.
Why is it that there are certain people we only talk to at parties? That little bit of awkwardness that can be surpassed with a few drinks is keeping you and I from having a flourishing relationship. You’ve got your friends, family, doctors and acquaintances. I say we abolish the latter! Instead of only talking to you when I’m cornered or drunk I’m going to learn everything about you. From your favourite movie to what you do when you’re alone. Creepy?

-Teck
Dance up on me