A collage of mixed emotions

Apparently I have nothing to write,but I still feel like writing something. I think I am capable and experienced enough to resist the temptation of calling myself a loser or start blabbing about She who must not be named.or about the dream of sg that I had.
Rather I think I oughta write about Winter Ball ,which, did live up to the expectation of not living upto the expectation.To describe in a few words..concise but not precise:
Old friends..lots of smiles-some fake,some genuine...An attempt to dance, to feel the ecstacy that others feel while dancing.In hindsight, I guess I should say a failed attempt.... Regret at not going with an empty stomach (I was able to try out only the gulab jamun,chocolate cake,an extraordinary mutton dish(but then, I've only eaten mutton on 2-3 occasions before), and an astonishingly delectable mushroom dish).
Bored of trying to dance,with stomach heavy ,and amused with the sights of old mates pixillated and drunk, I decided to make an early exit by 1.30 am.

As for other things , I finished reading Watchmen .So it was time for me to start another book, so I bought a copy of 'The Amulet of Samarkand'- 1st installment of Jonathan Stroud's Bartimaeus trilogy.I also read two short stories - 'Nightfall' and 'The Last Question' by Isaac Asimov.

As for movies watched recently:
Night at the Museum :7/10 (great entertainment)
Get over It :4/10 (watched only because of Kirsten Dunst..special note : pronounced K-ee-rstun, not Kurstun)
The Incredibles : 6/10
Casino Royale : 7.5/10 (my first bond movie)
She- Creature : 5/10

(This post was intended to be in the category of those which I write but to not publish and keep as a draft for myself)