Saturday, 23 June 2007 | 4:52 pm
FORMAL!
I have been counting down the day for ages and ages and ages! Wow. It was so good. It was absolutely AMAZING. I had so much fun, laughed so much, and danced till my feet had blisters. It was great.
Rowena, Alan and I all went together and my dad's um...Statesman. I thought we were going to be late because i still hadn't done my nails by the time we were supposed to leave the house. That's why they look so weird, but in the dark you can't really tell. I have no idea how I'm going to get them off!
Me, Dylan and Tara waiting in the reception area
Dylan, Me, Alan and Tara. I look short because I was crouching ok?
We weren't allowed into the main area for awhile and it was FREEZING COLD so I refused to take off my jacket. Wow, everything is such a blur now even though it was only last evening. We danced a lot. I was happy and laughing and chatting and a super good mood.
The food wasn't anything special. For entrees we had some kind of vegetarian filo pasty wrap thing. Main course was either chicken or lamb. Haha, the waiter was just randomly handing the plates out, when he got to me, he asked if I wanted lamb or chicken and I said lamb, so he handed the last plate he was holding (chicken) to Ying without asking her what she wanted! HAHAHAHA. Funny. I maintain that it was because I looked like a fussy rich person. But then another waitress came and plonked chicken down in front of me so I just tried to eat it. Halfway through, I realised the lamb tasted WAY better than the chicken so I got Yen Nie to swap with me because she wanted chicken. By then I was getting really full and tried to palm of some of my mash potatoes to Ying who promptly handed them back. Then Tim asked me to go dance and I said I would if he ate me lamb. He did so I danced. I totally tricked people into eating my food! The dessert was ok, apart from Chris, I was the only one on the table to finish it. I feel like such a pig. I should stop comfort eating, it's bad for my health.
Oooh yeah, chocolate mousse with chocolate on top. Very sweet...
When I wasn't eating, I was in the bathroom freezing my toes, dancing, looking for Dylan with Tara (did that THREE times) and hunting for bandaids. Mostly dancing though. At some point, my stomach started to hurt from eating too much, but I just danced it off like a man. Haha Tim and I were going crazy.
Ahh! I was recruiting people to dance with us and I grabbed Dhanish by the arm and dragged him to the dance floor. He TRIPPED on my and then stepped straight onto my right foot. I just measured the BRUISE he left on my foot, it's about 5 x 4 cm. I'm not kidding. This happened pretty early on so my foot was caning so badly to start off with but I kept dancing because I knew I would regret it if I didn't. After about, 3 hours of dancing, my feet were starting to really hurt from the heels. It was alright when I was dancing, but walked was TORTUROUS. OMG, WE DID THE NUTBUSH. My feet hurt so badly, I kept missing steps because I couldn't stop thinking about it. Tim was behind me muttering the steps under his breath to remind me. Haven't done the Nutbush since Grade 6 lol! Jeremy and Tara were in the row next to us and the looked hilarious, I shudder to think at what I looked like with my heels in hand and skirt hitched up to tremendous heights.
After the marathon run of Nutbush, I staggered off to put my shoes back on and get a drink of water. At the table, I had a proper conversation with Chris' cousin. Yeah, I saw him in the reception and thought he looked pretty good but I had NO IDEA who he was. I SWEAR, I would not have looked at him if I had known to whom he was related. He was also with his girlfriend so hahaha. Yeah I was totally secretly checking him out. Oh come on! He was the only Asian guy I didn't recognize! I asked Chris what his name was but he told me to ask him myself. So I did. It's Eric, but he has a girlfriend and he's WAY too old. I asked him why he wasn't dancing with his girlfriend and he said she was 'talking to her friends' which really meant talking to this white guy. Then he said he and I should dance together to make her jealous. Needless to say, I made a hasty retreat and went back to dancing. He's not a bad person really, he was just kidding! Eh, don't tell him I blogged about him ok Chris?
Me and Ying! We look so growned up!
Tara and I
Yen Nie and Chris, with that idiot Jeremy getting between the happy couple...BASTARD
Chan and Ying took Kymbat and I back to Rowena's place for the sleepover. The two cars got there first, people in the limo came last. Rowena had a cake from Michel's Patisserie because it was Jeremy's birthday and we were going to surprise him. When we heard the doorbell, I accidentally walked into Rowena while holding a cup of hot [now cold] chocolate. Thankfully the chocolate spill missed her but ended up splashing it all over the floor. I'm such an unco. Jeremy looked like he was about to cry because he realized he had friends who threw him surprise parties. I'm the only one who ate a slice of cake. I'm such a pig.
All in all, there were 11 people I think. Tara, Ashwyn, Rowena, Jeremy, Chan, Ying, Kymbat, Ros, Audrey, Yen Nie and....me. Aww, I feel like such an 11th wheel. Everything bad is eleventh. Like, eleventh hour. :( We watched The Professional, which I predicted the ending to so it wasn't that good. Everyone ended up sleeping at around 4:30. Everyone except me. I lay there for ages, repeating in my head the mantra 'go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep'. I tossed and turned, trying to find the right position. I read the newspaper, drank sinking Titanic-loads of water, I tried deep-breathing and bloody meditation. All to no fucking avail. I was kind of half-asleep when I heard the toilet flush. I thought it was Rowena's cousin or dad or something. Then the stupid door to the living room opened and the room was flooded with light. I didn't have my glasses on so I had no idea who it was. I was waiting to see where this person would go so I would know who it was. He crawled right back into bed with Rowena so I knew it was JEREMY. Stupid bastard. Ruined my only chance of sleeping for the entire night. So I got up, went to the toilet. Lay in bed. Got up again. Checked my phone for the time. Went back to bed. Checked my phone again. All the while, Jeremy and Rowena were whispering and SOMEONE was snoring. Then Ashwyn's alarm clock went off at 7:00 so a bunch of us got up and talked. After awhile I tried to go back to bed but Ashwyn kept TALKING. He just would not shut up. I thought there would be silence when he left but NO. ROS decided to REPLACE Ashwyn with the chatter. If you hadn't noticed, they both have pretty high-pitched voices so I ended up not sleeping.
After everyone was up, Jeremy and Rowena tried to go back to sleep, separately this time, but I refused to let Jeremy sleep because HE didn't let ME sleep. He hates me now, but I don't care because he's really mean to me. Bastard.
I didn't sleep last night. I haven't slept since my parents picked me up at 11:30. I drove around, went to Yumcha and now I'm tired. My eyes are getting blurry and I think I'm going to have a shower before I collapse into bed. I'm kind of depressed, no sleep does that to you. I have this terrible sense of impending doom and it peaks at around my birthday. That's AGES away, but the feeling is getting stronger. I so don't want to die. I like living and dancing and all that stuff you can do when you're not buried six feet under. I want to be able to look back on my life and not regret lost chances and things I should have done. Well screw that. I give up. I don't usually give up that easily but I'm writing this here so you can hold me to my word. I'm going to do what I should have done AGES ago. I'M GIVING UP ON YOU, YOU BAKAAAAAAAAAA~~~~~!
I've watched too many episodes of Hana Yori Dango. HAHAHA Shower and bed time for me!
Love,
Mel
Rowena, Alan and I all went together and my dad's um...Statesman. I thought we were going to be late because i still hadn't done my nails by the time we were supposed to leave the house. That's why they look so weird, but in the dark you can't really tell. I have no idea how I'm going to get them off!
Me, Dylan and Tara waiting in the reception area
Dylan, Me, Alan and Tara. I look short because I was crouching ok?
We weren't allowed into the main area for awhile and it was FREEZING COLD so I refused to take off my jacket. Wow, everything is such a blur now even though it was only last evening. We danced a lot. I was happy and laughing and chatting and a super good mood.
The food wasn't anything special. For entrees we had some kind of vegetarian filo pasty wrap thing. Main course was either chicken or lamb. Haha, the waiter was just randomly handing the plates out, when he got to me, he asked if I wanted lamb or chicken and I said lamb, so he handed the last plate he was holding (chicken) to Ying without asking her what she wanted! HAHAHAHA. Funny. I maintain that it was because I looked like a fussy rich person. But then another waitress came and plonked chicken down in front of me so I just tried to eat it. Halfway through, I realised the lamb tasted WAY better than the chicken so I got Yen Nie to swap with me because she wanted chicken. By then I was getting really full and tried to palm of some of my mash potatoes to Ying who promptly handed them back. Then Tim asked me to go dance and I said I would if he ate me lamb. He did so I danced. I totally tricked people into eating my food! The dessert was ok, apart from Chris, I was the only one on the table to finish it. I feel like such a pig. I should stop comfort eating, it's bad for my health.
Oooh yeah, chocolate mousse with chocolate on top. Very sweet...
When I wasn't eating, I was in the bathroom freezing my toes, dancing, looking for Dylan with Tara (did that THREE times) and hunting for bandaids. Mostly dancing though. At some point, my stomach started to hurt from eating too much, but I just danced it off like a man. Haha Tim and I were going crazy.
Ahh! I was recruiting people to dance with us and I grabbed Dhanish by the arm and dragged him to the dance floor. He TRIPPED on my and then stepped straight onto my right foot. I just measured the BRUISE he left on my foot, it's about 5 x 4 cm. I'm not kidding. This happened pretty early on so my foot was caning so badly to start off with but I kept dancing because I knew I would regret it if I didn't. After about, 3 hours of dancing, my feet were starting to really hurt from the heels. It was alright when I was dancing, but walked was TORTUROUS. OMG, WE DID THE NUTBUSH. My feet hurt so badly, I kept missing steps because I couldn't stop thinking about it. Tim was behind me muttering the steps under his breath to remind me. Haven't done the Nutbush since Grade 6 lol! Jeremy and Tara were in the row next to us and the looked hilarious, I shudder to think at what I looked like with my heels in hand and skirt hitched up to tremendous heights.
After the marathon run of Nutbush, I staggered off to put my shoes back on and get a drink of water. At the table, I had a proper conversation with Chris' cousin. Yeah, I saw him in the reception and thought he looked pretty good but I had NO IDEA who he was. I SWEAR, I would not have looked at him if I had known to whom he was related. He was also with his girlfriend so hahaha. Yeah I was totally secretly checking him out. Oh come on! He was the only Asian guy I didn't recognize! I asked Chris what his name was but he told me to ask him myself. So I did. It's Eric, but he has a girlfriend and he's WAY too old. I asked him why he wasn't dancing with his girlfriend and he said she was 'talking to her friends' which really meant talking to this white guy. Then he said he and I should dance together to make her jealous. Needless to say, I made a hasty retreat and went back to dancing. He's not a bad person really, he was just kidding! Eh, don't tell him I blogged about him ok Chris?
Me and Ying! We look so growned up!
Tara and I
Yen Nie and Chris, with that idiot Jeremy getting between the happy couple...BASTARD
All in all, there were 11 people I think. Tara, Ashwyn, Rowena, Jeremy, Chan, Ying, Kymbat, Ros, Audrey, Yen Nie and....me. Aww, I feel like such an 11th wheel. Everything bad is eleventh. Like, eleventh hour. :( We watched The Professional, which I predicted the ending to so it wasn't that good. Everyone ended up sleeping at around 4:30. Everyone except me. I lay there for ages, repeating in my head the mantra 'go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep'. I tossed and turned, trying to find the right position. I read the newspaper, drank sinking Titanic-loads of water, I tried deep-breathing and bloody meditation. All to no fucking avail. I was kind of half-asleep when I heard the toilet flush. I thought it was Rowena's cousin or dad or something. Then the stupid door to the living room opened and the room was flooded with light. I didn't have my glasses on so I had no idea who it was. I was waiting to see where this person would go so I would know who it was. He crawled right back into bed with Rowena so I knew it was JEREMY. Stupid bastard. Ruined my only chance of sleeping for the entire night. So I got up, went to the toilet. Lay in bed. Got up again. Checked my phone for the time. Went back to bed. Checked my phone again. All the while, Jeremy and Rowena were whispering and SOMEONE was snoring. Then Ashwyn's alarm clock went off at 7:00 so a bunch of us got up and talked. After awhile I tried to go back to bed but Ashwyn kept TALKING. He just would not shut up. I thought there would be silence when he left but NO. ROS decided to REPLACE Ashwyn with the chatter. If you hadn't noticed, they both have pretty high-pitched voices so I ended up not sleeping.
After everyone was up, Jeremy and Rowena tried to go back to sleep, separately this time, but I refused to let Jeremy sleep because HE didn't let ME sleep. He hates me now, but I don't care because he's really mean to me. Bastard.
I didn't sleep last night. I haven't slept since my parents picked me up at 11:30. I drove around, went to Yumcha and now I'm tired. My eyes are getting blurry and I think I'm going to have a shower before I collapse into bed. I'm kind of depressed, no sleep does that to you. I have this terrible sense of impending doom and it peaks at around my birthday. That's AGES away, but the feeling is getting stronger. I so don't want to die. I like living and dancing and all that stuff you can do when you're not buried six feet under. I want to be able to look back on my life and not regret lost chances and things I should have done. Well screw that. I give up. I don't usually give up that easily but I'm writing this here so you can hold me to my word. I'm going to do what I should have done AGES ago. I'M GIVING UP ON YOU, YOU BAKAAAAAAAAAA~~~~~!
I've watched too many episodes of Hana Yori Dango. HAHAHA Shower and bed time for me!
Love,
Mel