throw your arms around me
It's the morning after. Officially, like.
The formal was rock-solid fun except for the crappy seating arrangements, done by the Formal Committee (aka Afterparty Committee, and they couldn't even do that right). Don't get me wrong, the guys are my friends, but we left apartheid behind over a decade ago.
I should explain... it went girl table, girl table (plus Jesse), girl table, guy table, guy table, guy table. And so on. Isn't it normal to sit with your date? That's what we wanted to do, and we couldn't. I'm not just talking about me here. I mean, especially with us people, like me and Michael and Todd and David and Mitch, because we're friends with the people we went with.
Oh, there were photos beforehand. That was crazy. As soon as two or more people gathered together a dozen other people appeared with cameras. I'm talking people we didn't know.
And our hired limo ran off because it was double-booked and the other one got broken so we had to hitch rides to the Elliot Centre and not enter properly. So slack.
Everyone missed out on dessert, lol... already into the dancing. Damn I hate the music DJs play most of the time. 1 song by a black dude featuring bling and funky beats is cool. 10 in a row is repetitive and pisses me off. The 'soft' stuff they played during dinner was good (eg She Will Be Loved, Behind Blue Eyes, we all sang along hehe).
They cut out the award I was going to get! Damn them! It was Ultra Nerd, if you're interested... I'm not, really. But it's funny. And Curtis missed out on best rack.
Revelation One. Dancing often gets boring and repetitive if the music is boring and repetitive. Thus one goes outside and has conversations with Brendan and walks with Jed and arguments with Fat Security Dude.
Revelation Two. If I think too much I invariably get angry/annoyed/depressed about something and often take it out on the nearest moving target.
Kuipers brought scotch in film canisters! LOL. He only had two of them but he put them in his punch. It was teh funny.
Anyway, the formal eventually ended, and then the fun REALLY started. Afterparty was at Jamie's for us, we were gonna go to Shipway's first but then we figured it would be full of stoners and loners and boners. And gatecrashers and stuff.
Revelation Three. Alcohol actually doesn't taste very good. Most people are actually punishing themselves with the actual drinking in order to enjoy being drunk.
Revelation Four. The sober guy still has fun (by laughing at the others).
Michael, Todd and David basically got pissed for their first time ever. Mitchell too except he didn't really get drunk, he just drank. Brendan was absolutely fabulous, as always... funniest drunk I know. We wrote a song. Then he forgot it when he became sober about 20 minutes later and I had to explain to him everything that he'd done. It was a really cool song too.
There was this hella tennis game on the Xbox which the drunk people beat me at. Cue embarrassment. I fully love tennis though. Sport of kings.
So yeers, lots of funny stuff happened. Eg. Jed S trying to use the weights machine... where you pull down and the weights go up... except he was pushing up on the weights and the other bit coming down. And there was the singing. So much singing.
Revelation Five. Curtis is the worst singer I know and he thinks he's good. Todd and Jed and Jed are actually pretty decent cos they listen to music lots and know how it goes. Curtis just sings in the wrong damn key at the wrong damn time, and that's when he's SOBER.
Then I came home this morning and did this journal entry. Gaaah, I so want to know the musical casting. There will be some slappins if it's not up on Monday. Slappins I say.
A toast! To me! And year 10, of course.
The formal was rock-solid fun except for the crappy seating arrangements, done by the Formal Committee (aka Afterparty Committee, and they couldn't even do that right). Don't get me wrong, the guys are my friends, but we left apartheid behind over a decade ago.
I should explain... it went girl table, girl table (plus Jesse), girl table, guy table, guy table, guy table. And so on. Isn't it normal to sit with your date? That's what we wanted to do, and we couldn't. I'm not just talking about me here. I mean, especially with us people, like me and Michael and Todd and David and Mitch, because we're friends with the people we went with.
Oh, there were photos beforehand. That was crazy. As soon as two or more people gathered together a dozen other people appeared with cameras. I'm talking people we didn't know.
And our hired limo ran off because it was double-booked and the other one got broken so we had to hitch rides to the Elliot Centre and not enter properly. So slack.
Everyone missed out on dessert, lol... already into the dancing. Damn I hate the music DJs play most of the time. 1 song by a black dude featuring bling and funky beats is cool. 10 in a row is repetitive and pisses me off. The 'soft' stuff they played during dinner was good (eg She Will Be Loved, Behind Blue Eyes, we all sang along hehe).
They cut out the award I was going to get! Damn them! It was Ultra Nerd, if you're interested... I'm not, really. But it's funny. And Curtis missed out on best rack.
Revelation One. Dancing often gets boring and repetitive if the music is boring and repetitive. Thus one goes outside and has conversations with Brendan and walks with Jed and arguments with Fat Security Dude.
Revelation Two. If I think too much I invariably get angry/annoyed/depressed about something and often take it out on the nearest moving target.
Kuipers brought scotch in film canisters! LOL. He only had two of them but he put them in his punch. It was teh funny.
Anyway, the formal eventually ended, and then the fun REALLY started. Afterparty was at Jamie's for us, we were gonna go to Shipway's first but then we figured it would be full of stoners and loners and boners. And gatecrashers and stuff.
Revelation Three. Alcohol actually doesn't taste very good. Most people are actually punishing themselves with the actual drinking in order to enjoy being drunk.
Revelation Four. The sober guy still has fun (by laughing at the others).
Michael, Todd and David basically got pissed for their first time ever. Mitchell too except he didn't really get drunk, he just drank. Brendan was absolutely fabulous, as always... funniest drunk I know. We wrote a song. Then he forgot it when he became sober about 20 minutes later and I had to explain to him everything that he'd done. It was a really cool song too.
There was this hella tennis game on the Xbox which the drunk people beat me at. Cue embarrassment. I fully love tennis though. Sport of kings.
So yeers, lots of funny stuff happened. Eg. Jed S trying to use the weights machine... where you pull down and the weights go up... except he was pushing up on the weights and the other bit coming down. And there was the singing. So much singing.
Revelation Five. Curtis is the worst singer I know and he thinks he's good. Todd and Jed and Jed are actually pretty decent cos they listen to music lots and know how it goes. Curtis just sings in the wrong damn key at the wrong damn time, and that's when he's SOBER.
Then I came home this morning and did this journal entry. Gaaah, I so want to know the musical casting. There will be some slappins if it's not up on Monday. Slappins I say.
A toast! To me! And year 10, of course.