Maan I need to be more disciplined in blogging. How else am I gonna remember all those interesting/funny/fun moments in life? It's such a shame to live it and forget about it after. Okay not completely but a little.
Anywho, MHS formal was last night. I have to say, I enjoyed myself much more than I had expected to. Yes, Vicky hyped it up a lot (what with guys stripping and a unicorn ice sculpture, what was I not to look forward to?), but I was still rather apprehensive about it all. I mean, it's basically a night where all the girls dress up and compare themselves. Who has the hotter date, gorgeous-er body, prettier face, the most friends to say "ehmagawsh HI! I love your dress! Let's take a photo! You look soooo pretty!" etcetc.
But my friends knocked some sense into me. I was probably the only one thinking all that anyway. Silly me.
Food, atmosphere, venue, people, everything was positively pleasant. Chris was, reliably, the perfect gentleman. Hopefully I was an agreeable enough date and did not complain tooooo much about my poorpoor feet. Which I did fair bit of. Met Cathy, I really liked her. She had a genuine friendliness about her. Plus she pranked Din by putting butter in his orange juice. Funny.
I liked all Chris' friends. Perhaps they reminded me of mine. HA. In the sense that they were comfortable with themselves, easy to talk to, funny aaaand just good company, really.
OH best part of the night? When we walked from the Grand Hyatt to Hungry Jacks after formal. The temperature was perfect. And there was something liberating about walking barefoot on the cool pavement in the city during that transition between night and morning. The air smells different, feels different on your skin. Sure it was dirty and I take absolute care to make sure I did NOT stepp on anything gross (like poo) but.. Idk. It was lovely.
Carving these memories into my brain,
Grateful,
Me.
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