So you want an old wolf's view on things?
I wanted to write up my view of homecoming a little bit after because I needed some time to think about it and I wanted to write about it sooner because I didn't want it's memory to become warped. So here I am, writing two days later, the best compromise I could think of.
Homecoming was a whole heck of a lot of fun... which I'm very glad to see have happened. I know, everyone was just so full of enthusiasm all the time and it was easy to just get caught up in all that it was supposedly going to be... good thing it turned out to be as fun as the advertisements said =) I won't talk for everyone, but I had my trepidations about the whole thing but I'm glad I was wrong.
The dance itself was lacking in some respects, but in others it made up for it. First, the damn place was to small.... and all those malodorous teenagers on that crowded floor led it to being just one giant cess pool of human sweat and body parts. But once you got over that, dancing itself was a blast. I definitely had to let go a little bit, but once I did I had a hell of a lot of fun. Hell, who can't have fun when trying to imitate Ben Badio on the dance floor? I spread my creative wings a little bit and tried some things he wasn't doing and found those were cool too. I'm firmly of the opinion that, once you have the rhythm down, everything else is just extra. You know, I actually moved my arms so much, I felt kinda sore the next day haha! Besides the dancing, you had to stand around on the second floor and... yeah, boring. We all definitely should have walked around the aquarium a little bit, but oh well.
To me though, homecoming was the night over at Cheryl's. Everyone camped out in the living room talking and laughing... it was a good feeling; one of those few moments in your life where you wish you could put a stop on time, hold back the tide of the future for just a couple more moments.... but all good things must come to an end I suppose.
Some other things though:
1. The pictures that I'm in.... *shudder*. Not fit for human view that's for sure.
2. I have to buy a tux... renting one is not cost efficient.
3. I am so salt and vinegared out, you have no idea.
4. The Pakidis' should open a bed and breakfast... you have to love the egg and bacon sandwiches in the morning.
5. Josey and the Pussycats was not half-bad. That's all the praise I'm giving it.
6. We should have played Jenga.
7. Strip clubs are not to be visited on homecoming, that's just a no no.
8. I cannot believe the amount of sweat produced by the human body... seriously, the floor was slippery with the stuff.
9. I realize the theme was shipwrecked... but uhh, I could not tell. Now if all the chaperons had been dressed up as pirates....
10. We should have played Jenga.
Oh, and if Liz can give out awards....
I award Cheryl the honorary title of "Mistress of severe coolness" Not only did she have a good looking date ( although I'm much better by far ;) she entertained two different groups of friends and had the most bitching sleep over I've ever had.... you know, since guys don't have sleep overs, we crash.
I award Liz the honorary title of "Baroness of Groove-onia" Ms. Hernandez, though I may not have danced with you much, you were great out there my lady.
And while were there, Ben Badio is awarded "Baron of Groove-onia" since obviously, he ruled the floor. I have my suspicions on where all that sweat on the floor came from...
Frank, I award thee not with a title, but with something else. You are deserving of the "I came without a date and wound up with 3" award. Man, those King girls were into you boy.
Lee, while Ben and Liz rule Groove-onia, remembering you dance with Liz... wow, congrats my friend, I'll never be able to move like that. I award you with the best dance of the night!
I award Amanda the Medal of Breathtaking. Wow girl.... just wow.
Seth my good friend, you don't get an award since you bitched about my driving the whole way up to the dance. That's right punk, I was going to say you were number one and award you the title "Duke of New York" but to hell with that. Revoked bitch.
Angela Austin, you receive the title "Duchess of Smooth-onia" Without your house being the base of operations, we never could have gotten things all together and keep things... you know, smooth =) Plus, your conversation is always the best to be had (and your comebacks sting like bees, youch)
Jillian Marie Shea, I award thee with the award for best. hair. ever. Plus, you made Cheryl's a hell of a lot of fun (who else was laughing at that stupid bear?) Thanks =)
And to just everyone in general, thanks for making homecoming so kickass! (This includes Mary, who while not actually attending homecoming, is kickass enough to receive an award anyway, the "Bravery and Ability to overcome the dangers of the Pakidis' garage to get Adam board games" award)
Homecoming was a whole heck of a lot of fun... which I'm very glad to see have happened. I know, everyone was just so full of enthusiasm all the time and it was easy to just get caught up in all that it was supposedly going to be... good thing it turned out to be as fun as the advertisements said =) I won't talk for everyone, but I had my trepidations about the whole thing but I'm glad I was wrong.
The dance itself was lacking in some respects, but in others it made up for it. First, the damn place was to small.... and all those malodorous teenagers on that crowded floor led it to being just one giant cess pool of human sweat and body parts. But once you got over that, dancing itself was a blast. I definitely had to let go a little bit, but once I did I had a hell of a lot of fun. Hell, who can't have fun when trying to imitate Ben Badio on the dance floor? I spread my creative wings a little bit and tried some things he wasn't doing and found those were cool too. I'm firmly of the opinion that, once you have the rhythm down, everything else is just extra. You know, I actually moved my arms so much, I felt kinda sore the next day haha! Besides the dancing, you had to stand around on the second floor and... yeah, boring. We all definitely should have walked around the aquarium a little bit, but oh well.
To me though, homecoming was the night over at Cheryl's. Everyone camped out in the living room talking and laughing... it was a good feeling; one of those few moments in your life where you wish you could put a stop on time, hold back the tide of the future for just a couple more moments.... but all good things must come to an end I suppose.
Some other things though:
1. The pictures that I'm in.... *shudder*. Not fit for human view that's for sure.
2. I have to buy a tux... renting one is not cost efficient.
3. I am so salt and vinegared out, you have no idea.
4. The Pakidis' should open a bed and breakfast... you have to love the egg and bacon sandwiches in the morning.
5. Josey and the Pussycats was not half-bad. That's all the praise I'm giving it.
6. We should have played Jenga.
7. Strip clubs are not to be visited on homecoming, that's just a no no.
8. I cannot believe the amount of sweat produced by the human body... seriously, the floor was slippery with the stuff.
9. I realize the theme was shipwrecked... but uhh, I could not tell. Now if all the chaperons had been dressed up as pirates....
10. We should have played Jenga.
Oh, and if Liz can give out awards....
I award Cheryl the honorary title of "Mistress of severe coolness" Not only did she have a good looking date ( although I'm much better by far ;) she entertained two different groups of friends and had the most bitching sleep over I've ever had.... you know, since guys don't have sleep overs, we crash.
I award Liz the honorary title of "Baroness of Groove-onia" Ms. Hernandez, though I may not have danced with you much, you were great out there my lady.
And while were there, Ben Badio is awarded "Baron of Groove-onia" since obviously, he ruled the floor. I have my suspicions on where all that sweat on the floor came from...
Frank, I award thee not with a title, but with something else. You are deserving of the "I came without a date and wound up with 3" award. Man, those King girls were into you boy.
Lee, while Ben and Liz rule Groove-onia, remembering you dance with Liz... wow, congrats my friend, I'll never be able to move like that. I award you with the best dance of the night!
I award Amanda the Medal of Breathtaking. Wow girl.... just wow.
Seth my good friend, you don't get an award since you bitched about my driving the whole way up to the dance. That's right punk, I was going to say you were number one and award you the title "Duke of New York" but to hell with that. Revoked bitch.
Angela Austin, you receive the title "Duchess of Smooth-onia" Without your house being the base of operations, we never could have gotten things all together and keep things... you know, smooth =) Plus, your conversation is always the best to be had (and your comebacks sting like bees, youch)
Jillian Marie Shea, I award thee with the award for best. hair. ever. Plus, you made Cheryl's a hell of a lot of fun (who else was laughing at that stupid bear?) Thanks =)
And to just everyone in general, thanks for making homecoming so kickass! (This includes Mary, who while not actually attending homecoming, is kickass enough to receive an award anyway, the "Bravery and Ability to overcome the dangers of the Pakidis' garage to get Adam board games" award)