Rhetorical Questions...

It's time to put down some of the philosophical, deep thoughts that have been running through my mind... Like how much partying is too much partying? Especially if two of those parties are surprise parties, on two consecutive days? And when there are exams just 'round the corner? How come I never get sick of chocolate cake? Will I ever stop getting pleasure out of smearing my friends' faces with perfectly good chocolate icing? And when will I learn that no matter how loud I sing, I will not be heard above the music system at a party?
When will surprise parties cease to be surprising? Isn't it obvious when people whisper when you're around that there's something fishy going on? Or when the person who's taking you to your surprise party keeps getting calls on his mobile phone asking where the two of you are? Or even when your mother keeps you locked inside your room for an hour telling you to study while the guests stream in? And do people prefer surprise parties to all other types of parties?
When will people realise that while they were all battling it out for a glass of soft drinks each, I, the head of the anti-aerated brigade, had downed three and a half glasses of apple juice? And that there were two unfinished packets of potato chips in the kitchen? Won't the fact that bird flu is lurking stop people from eating chicken pizza? (When oh when will the bird flu go away and allow me to eat chicken???)
Why don't some people (me included), in spite of the fact that they know they can't dance for nuts, continue to do so? And how come their dance steps never fail to raise a laugh? Pray when will I learn that headbanging music is not for people with shoulder-length hair?
And why do boys get thrills out of taking the hair bands/clips off girls' hair? Or, for that matter, stealing their sandals? Or giving a chum birthday bumps even though they already did the previous day?
Is there such a thing as a quiet get-together with friends? When will people stop inviting themselves to parties? Is it THAT difficult to shut up before yelling 'Surprise!'? What's the highest decibel level any party has reached? How close were we to the record? Will all of us ever get together as a class again? Will throwing a good-bye party for a friend give her the wrong idea? Will the pain of saying good-bye to a close friend be eclipsed by the joy of meeting up with an old friend? And does turning 18 mean that all of us will stop being silly? (Was I overdressed?)
Does everyone in my class realise how much fun they all are, especially all together? Will I ever meet people like them again?
Am I ranting? Am I going mad? Have I driven myself round the bend? Will I ever be perfectly normal again?

Renuka, a.k.a. Ron, a.k.a. Bubbly

P.S. I cannot answer a lot of the questions I thought of, but I can definitely answer the first and the last... This much, and no!