yesturday i had to go to a dinner party. there were huge round tables everywhere. so me and my parents sat at table 11. we had to sit by 2 other families. each of the families had 1 son (at table 11). one of them was about 7 or 8 years old and he winked at me (same with the other one). then they both stared at me. then one of them stared at my chest (he stoped thank god) (me thinking: are they hitting on me?. later my parents went to get one beer, it took them 1 hour and 30 minutes. by then it was 11:30 at night. i told this story to my friend laura and she laughed.