My little sister is having a graduation party for herself at her apartment, which is 2 hours away from here.
I called her last night (it was her birthday yesterday) to wish her as such, and she tells me about this party.
Now, I have a history with my younger sister and me attending anything with her, because she and I are radically opposite people. She has always been the outgoing popular one, and I was the introvert. Plus, when she's in Austin (where she's lived for college), she's surrounded by a million
ing people that I don't know, and it is like Myspace in real life - like they all have to be constantly text messaging and calling and writing on each other's walls and coming over and partying, etc etc etc. I have never seen someone get 8 phone calls from 8 different people in 8 minutes.
So it bugs me to hang around her when she invites me to something there, because inevitably what will happen is I'll go, I'll try to hang out with these snotty little
ers I don't know, but I'll feel so out of place that I'll just sort of retire on my own to nowhere. See, the University of Texas and Austin are widely regarded as the most liberal areas in all of Texas, and with that comes as wide an assortment of characters as could be possibly found down here in thuh South. And as such, everyone wants to be the biggest, most awesomely coolest hipster ever, and they'll thumb their nose down at you if you aren't hip to their vibes, maaan.
There's a long-running slogan for Austin - "Keep Austin Weird," which is meant to be an empowering battle cry in the face of rednecks and Republicans who can't get over the fact that Austin is the exact place where you'll find all-night cafes.
The point to all of this is that my sister's friends - and to a certain extent, herself - all try to put on this gigantic persona all the
long day and night, because they feel like they have to. Like, someone has to be a huge socialist philosophy major who enjoys kayaking. Someone else has to scale rocks on the weekend, in between studying for law school. Another person might be an artist and just
has to tell you why Nietszche is the most badass of all badasses.
The reason this all bothers me is that I'll end up there - at the express whim of my sister, because she wants to hang out with me - and she'll be completely occupied with all these little assholes, all of them vying for the attention of EVERYONE AT THE
ING PARTY.
Side note: My sister and I never really got along, being that we are very close to age (she's a year and a few months younger) and because of said personality clash. So she spent high school basically being a huge PITA, and once she got into college, more or less decided that was wrong of her and now she wants to reconcile. I'm not hot on this.
So the bottom line is that I don't really care to go to this party for all these various reasons, but she really wants me to go, and said I could take Guitar Hero over there and just play that the whole time (which isn't a bad idea, it's about the only way I think I'd remain sane in the midst of something).
Before you go and say "why don't you just enjoy the party," just understand that option has a very slim and limited chance of happening, and that isn't the result of precognition, but of pure reality. As I said, I'll feel out of place, and the
ers there will do a very good job of making me feel like this, even if they aren't doing it intentionally or directly. It'll just
happen. I mean I can't talk to someone who only wants to talk about Lost. Just stfu. It doesn't help that I aint much of a drinker, so that whole part of the bribe doesn't phase me.
The whole reason I brought this all up is because she and her crews are all Facebook addicts, and she has a page set up for her party, and the little snot put up a picture with the caption "Here is my brother's cell phone, everyone call him and get him to show up."
Nefarious tactics indeed. I'm debating on whether or not I'm going to answer the phone and
with people, or just not answer it at all.
End communication.
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