Nonsense

I can´t breath..I want to move, but I´m stucked in here. Smile. If you smile no one will notice that you are dying. No, I can´t. I need some air. Oh, great! There´s a window there. Air! But I have to cross the room to get it. OK. this is easy. I know what I´ll do: I´ll count ´till 30. No, wait, 35 is better. One, two, three... oh! He saw you. Smile. Wave your hand. Like that. OK, he´s looking at someone else now. Go on. Where did I stop?did I say two or three? No, this isn´t working. The music is too loud. I can´t think. Oh, God I need air. OK. I got it: if I see 5 guys wearing a black sweater I´ll stand up and leave.let´s see: there´s one there, two more here, four, no wait. That sweater isn´t entirely black. Does it count?no, it doesnt. OK. one, two, three... three... I´m thirsty. Look at this people. How can they be so happy? There´s nothing to be happy about and yet they dance, talk and laugh. It´s a relief that they aren´t paying attention on me. Anyway, I can´t stand up. If I do it, they´ll notice me and the party will be over because of my fault. I don´t want that to happen. I wish I could be invisible, but I´m not. I want to go home. I want to take out this ridiculous outfit. I don´t get it: why did I come in the first place? What for? I´m so stupid!!! I hate this and I can hardly breath. I have to go NOW. Come on, it´ll be easy. We´ll do it together. Ready? OK. just let me count:35, no more than that. One, two, three.......