Saturday, April 08, 2006
Big Night In
Last night, my school had our annual Year 12 Big Night In. The only reason I decided to go was, naturally, because all my friends were going and I didn't want to be left out. Plus there was going to be free food. And lollies. And chocolate. And junk food. My day to get fat, after weeks of 'vegetarianism' (I blew it by eating a barbequed sausage) and intense exercising. I just needed to get away from Gymbo - the gym-going bully in black who hurts people's feelings and breaks their hearts. Ok ok, I PROMISE I will stop talking about that. Or at least try.
I actually had a pretty good time - as good a time as you can have when worrying about whether the dance-off will either expose you as a) a frightfully bad dancer, jerking and cheriupping like a chicken in a mixer or b) a frigid, stiff-postured, flush-faced, unsporting hand-clapping old goat. (It was option b, by the way)
Anyway, the entertainment was good, the food was so bad it was good, the formal video was excellent (though it gave me pangs to see that I was only in one pathetic little scene at the beginning and was nowhere near as stunning as most of the other girls), the movie was good though tad overused (I think I've had enough of seeing ol' Vince and ol' Owen slime their way into the panties of wedding-attending single women) but the actual business of sleeping was oh so horrible. The mats we were given were so hard we might as well have dozed off on the gym floor, and as a consequence of my last minute packing I was rewarded with no pillow.
I actually had a pretty good time - as good a time as you can have when worrying about whether the dance-off will either expose you as a) a frightfully bad dancer, jerking and cheriupping like a chicken in a mixer or b) a frigid, stiff-postured, flush-faced, unsporting hand-clapping old goat. (It was option b, by the way)
Anyway, the entertainment was good, the food was so bad it was good, the formal video was excellent (though it gave me pangs to see that I was only in one pathetic little scene at the beginning and was nowhere near as stunning as most of the other girls), the movie was good though tad overused (I think I've had enough of seeing ol' Vince and ol' Owen slime their way into the panties of wedding-attending single women) but the actual business of sleeping was oh so horrible. The mats we were given were so hard we might as well have dozed off on the gym floor, and as a consequence of my last minute packing I was rewarded with no pillow.
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