'house party mo fo'

we got all dolled up for... let me see, nothing.

to think that i actually put on a pretty dress and did my makeup for this party! not that it was bad, just way too crammed (the party-down-in-the-basement theme was pretty cool though [i'll give him credit for that], and the dj console in the kitchen/on the stove was rawking!) and surprisingly humid (being in a basement and all, i assumed it would be cold), the garden was cooler - temperature wise - but it was comparative to being blind. there were no lights, at all! to get from point a to point b, one literally had to feel his/her way around. i lost count of the number of peoples' feet i stepped on and fell/bumped into.

at least i got to see ____. ironically, the more i see i him, the cuter he gets (even up close) BUT on the other hand, it seems like the oddest time for me to get my priorities straight - out of the blue, i find i'm not that interested anymore, despite all the other girls' comments on how cute he is.

how do i explain this: in the past, the old "we want what we cannot have" saying would've applied just fine, but *shrugs* somehow the realisation that he's unattainable has lost its appeal, based on that fact alone. what is the point in wanting what you cannot have? why go through all that unnecessary disappointment when you can easily sidestep a disaster waiting to happen?