The Lone Seeker [11.2.08]

Today's occurrence centered around a celebration, for my friends and I were throwing a surprise party for one of our friends. Everything was set; the decorations, the cake, the gifts, even her fake invite to the "study party" being held in the basement of her dorm. Perhaps the best part of surprise parties is the half-hour before the guest of honor arrives. Everyone surveys the room and picks the least obvious spot to hide behind. Most people are what I would consider "settlers", for they simply settle for the basic hiding spots; under tables, behind sofas - even the corners of the room. However, if one is not a "settler", they are a "seeker", one who is in search of the best possible hiding spot. Personally, I have always been a seeker, so I claimed the dark kitchen upon arrival. I entered the kitchen and closed the door, finding that it was one of those doors divided in half; creating a separate bottom and top door. With a giggle, I closed the bottom half of the door and started singing: "A horse is a horse, of course, of course. And no one can talk to a horse, of course, unless, of course, the talking horse is the famous Mr. Ed." Sadly no one chuckled; more importantly, no one even knew the reference I was making. So I simply and awkwardly shut the top half of the door until the guest of honor arrived.