Sunday, 20 May 2007 | 11:10 pm
Uninhibited...exhibitionist?
No I don't mean the psychosexual disorder 'exhibitionist', I mean someone who does something to attract all the attention. Which is what Vanessa would probably describe me as...but it's NOT TRUE!
Anyway, sorry I haven't posted. I've been busy working on my Methods SAC. It wasn't last minute work! We got it on Friday and it's due...tomorrow! Anyway, I've been working super hard for sixteen pages of work that's probably going to earn me a measly B+. Sorry to those who sat there repeatedly pressing F5 hoping for an update by yours truly.
Last night I took a study breather and went to Rowena's place for her fancy dress party. I was a bit half-hearted, I have the amazing ability to be excited about something until about three hours before, then lose all interest. I SAC-ced till about 1 hour before I had to leave, took a quick shower and literally slapped on my face paint. I was going as a ghost you see. I knew you could get streaks from self tanning...but...streaks in white face paint?? I looked terrible but hey...what's new? I went there and scared the shit out of people because it looked like my face was falling off. Yeah, I dressed as a schoolgirl ghost (not a prostitute ghost).
I'm glad to say I had an awesome time. It was so worth having to stay up till 11pm finishing the SAC because I totally needed to RELAX! At the start, we stood around waiting for people to arrive. Half of us were Box Hill-ers and the other half were random Balwyn people. I knew most of the girls but I had no idea who the boys were. Eventually we were all dancing and singing along to weird songs that I knew the words to. I don't actually LIKE dance music, because well...I can't dance so what's the point? I didn't mind it last night. Partly because Rowena had a cool speaker system set up around the room so when you sat on the couch you could feel the whole room bouncing. I was all hyped up on nothing but water and dancing in my own crazy corner. All the lights were off and you could only see silhouettes and glow sticks.
You know, before this, the only dancing I ever did was in my room with the shades pulled down and the doors shut. All the poor people at Rowena's birthday party copped an eyeful of my atrocious dancing (if that's what they're calling it these days). At least I didn't look as funny as Chris. He was full on bouncing up and down doing the London Bridge to Fergie's song and weird Michael Jackson poses to Billie Jean. I didn't stop laughing [at Chris] all night. The sad thing is that I know I looked just as goofy, if not worse. We all danced for the whole evening, it was SO much fun. All the Box Hill people were obviously high on SOMETHING. Everyone had too much soft drink (except me, I drank water). We occupied the area with couches and a coffee table, the Balwyn-ers were closer to the veranda. There was an obvious difference because the Box Hill-ers were going absolutely nuts, dancing, jumping, waving our arms around, screaming and laughing. The Balwyn people were much more orderly [and mature].
After Tara took off her Oprah Winfrey wig, I wore it and Ying (who never seems to be scared) ran away from me :( so I took it off.
After Ashwyn said some disgusting things about my white makeup, Vanessa and I washed our makeup off. I was getting the stuff off my legs, thinking nobody else was watching (except Vanessa and Rowena but they're girls so thats ok) when I noticed MARTIN standing right outside the door. Haha, pervert.
Wow, I spent six hours of my life there and that's all I have to say? Man, I can't even remember most of what happened. It's all a blur in my sleepy little mind. I had to wake up early for Chinese school and I was still on a high and in party mode. Santy got pissed at me. I'm not going to Chinese school next week so I can miss the practice SAC :) I can't wait. Hopefully I can also find a formal dress. I CAN'T WAIT TILL THE FORMAL! Before I was secretly dreading it, but after last night I CAN'T WAIT. I had so much fun dancing, I think I'll enjoy the formal now. Let's just hope the lights are turned down low so nobody can see me doing the chicken dance barefoot! hehe. I won't be going to the afterparty though. Not interested in getting stoned...just want to DANCE. Before last night, I couldn't understand the attraction of nightclubbing, but now I get it. I wanna turn 18 so I can go nightclubbing with all my crazy friends. I LOVE YOU.
You can probably tell from my erratic jabbering that I'm really tired. I should get myself off to bed now. I'm completely exhausted!
With lots of hippy love [without the drugs],
Mel
Pee.ess - There weren't many photos taken because we were in a dark room and everyone was too busy dancing, but what little there were I will try and collect to save you the trouble. Photos up soon (I hope)!
Anyway, sorry I haven't posted. I've been busy working on my Methods SAC. It wasn't last minute work! We got it on Friday and it's due...tomorrow! Anyway, I've been working super hard for sixteen pages of work that's probably going to earn me a measly B+. Sorry to those who sat there repeatedly pressing F5 hoping for an update by yours truly.
Last night I took a study breather and went to Rowena's place for her fancy dress party. I was a bit half-hearted, I have the amazing ability to be excited about something until about three hours before, then lose all interest. I SAC-ced till about 1 hour before I had to leave, took a quick shower and literally slapped on my face paint. I was going as a ghost you see. I knew you could get streaks from self tanning...but...streaks in white face paint?? I looked terrible but hey...what's new? I went there and scared the shit out of people because it looked like my face was falling off. Yeah, I dressed as a schoolgirl ghost (not a prostitute ghost).
I'm glad to say I had an awesome time. It was so worth having to stay up till 11pm finishing the SAC because I totally needed to RELAX! At the start, we stood around waiting for people to arrive. Half of us were Box Hill-ers and the other half were random Balwyn people. I knew most of the girls but I had no idea who the boys were. Eventually we were all dancing and singing along to weird songs that I knew the words to. I don't actually LIKE dance music, because well...I can't dance so what's the point? I didn't mind it last night. Partly because Rowena had a cool speaker system set up around the room so when you sat on the couch you could feel the whole room bouncing. I was all hyped up on nothing but water and dancing in my own crazy corner. All the lights were off and you could only see silhouettes and glow sticks.
You know, before this, the only dancing I ever did was in my room with the shades pulled down and the doors shut. All the poor people at Rowena's birthday party copped an eyeful of my atrocious dancing (if that's what they're calling it these days). At least I didn't look as funny as Chris. He was full on bouncing up and down doing the London Bridge to Fergie's song and weird Michael Jackson poses to Billie Jean. I didn't stop laughing [at Chris] all night. The sad thing is that I know I looked just as goofy, if not worse. We all danced for the whole evening, it was SO much fun. All the Box Hill people were obviously high on SOMETHING. Everyone had too much soft drink (except me, I drank water). We occupied the area with couches and a coffee table, the Balwyn-ers were closer to the veranda. There was an obvious difference because the Box Hill-ers were going absolutely nuts, dancing, jumping, waving our arms around, screaming and laughing. The Balwyn people were much more orderly [and mature].
After Tara took off her Oprah Winfrey wig, I wore it and Ying (who never seems to be scared) ran away from me :( so I took it off.
After Ashwyn said some disgusting things about my white makeup, Vanessa and I washed our makeup off. I was getting the stuff off my legs, thinking nobody else was watching (except Vanessa and Rowena but they're girls so thats ok) when I noticed MARTIN standing right outside the door. Haha, pervert.
Wow, I spent six hours of my life there and that's all I have to say? Man, I can't even remember most of what happened. It's all a blur in my sleepy little mind. I had to wake up early for Chinese school and I was still on a high and in party mode. Santy got pissed at me. I'm not going to Chinese school next week so I can miss the practice SAC :) I can't wait. Hopefully I can also find a formal dress. I CAN'T WAIT TILL THE FORMAL! Before I was secretly dreading it, but after last night I CAN'T WAIT. I had so much fun dancing, I think I'll enjoy the formal now. Let's just hope the lights are turned down low so nobody can see me doing the chicken dance barefoot! hehe. I won't be going to the afterparty though. Not interested in getting stoned...just want to DANCE. Before last night, I couldn't understand the attraction of nightclubbing, but now I get it. I wanna turn 18 so I can go nightclubbing with all my crazy friends. I LOVE YOU.
You can probably tell from my erratic jabbering that I'm really tired. I should get myself off to bed now. I'm completely exhausted!
With lots of hippy love [without the drugs],
Mel
Pee.ess - There weren't many photos taken because we were in a dark room and everyone was too busy dancing, but what little there were I will try and collect to save you the trouble. Photos up soon (I hope)!