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Thursday, December 08, 2005
Samba de Amigos. i don't know where the dancing was besides matin's over the top provocative performance and the other dance king/queen nominees', so that sure was a strange theme. the funny thing about the singaporean imported version of prom is that there's no date for the night. if there were, i think council would have to be prepared to make a loss. that said, it was a flurry, flighty mess of affairs for me. oh and randomly, i think my second favourite colour now is red. i realise i have quite a number of red things. as brian would say, i sure am in the Christmas mood. and it's a good thing i didn't accept him on his $100 dare to wear a star on my head the whole night.
timeline1525 : in town, had just collected my shirt.
1630 : after much searching and buying of other stuff, found a saloon in Far East.
1735 : finally done my hair, mad rush home via taxi. fuck you, taxi driver for going via the normal roads instead of the ECP. fuck you, fuck you and i hope your tire goes flat one day and you swerve into a tree and die.
1805 : wtf am i doing here when the ticket says to be there in 10 minutes time!?
1830 : matthew drops by in a taxi because i know he was the only other soul in the East planning to be late
1855 : arrive at the Ritz, joshua picks me up at the lobby so that he can keycard-lift me up to his class suite for me to dump my stuff in. speaking of which, the keycard thing is DAMN annoying. great for security, but not good for events with mass movements of people.
1905 : head downstairs, and it all begins.
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thanks to my idiocy, i arrived much later than i should have and i didn't get to take as many photos as i would have liked to. i missed out some people, and didn't even get to see them that night. apparently they were there, but the place was just too big, crowded and messy i guess. and it's also harder to bump into someone if both of you are moving about at the same time. but i got photos with the more important people that mattered, so that's good. ok not really, i missed out one there but i didn't want to miss that person out. unfortunately due to complications i had to.
didn't really eat my food. i did for the first few courses, and then came back at intermittant intervals to grab a few bites here or there. anyway it wasn't fantastic fare. such as the soup. i was wondering where the vinegar was when i realised that it wasn't really shark's fin. nice chicken, nice fish. didn't eat the noodles. the "desert" was cold and cummy.
hmm, and i was quite flabbergasted to see my shirt appearing so often. i saw it on 3 other guys, one of which was bing who was at my table haha. talk about embarrassing. but at least it's a nice shirt, and it looks good. so much for being unique. i guess that's where my hair came in. happy that it was money quite well spent, since everyone thought it was nice.
matin didn't wear his kilt as promised, so there weren't really that many interesting getups on guys that i can remember. eugene's turtleneck was a bit different. and i think dyed hair should be done in moderation, not excess but that's just me. as for the girls, hoho. some girls looked much more stunning than they usually do in normal life. yonghui in a gown was fabulous. on the other hand, some of the other girls didn't look that good. i saw quite a number of boots and i'm sorry, but the first thing that i think of when i see boots is patriciamok-ahlian. very few people can carry off boots properly and with style. there were also some really trampy dresses, some very aunty-having-high-tea-at-fullerton people, and even a blast from the past back to the Victorian age! thank goodness for being a guy, it's much harder to go wrong.
the emcee was annoying. don't you find it funny how they all have that same, generic, host-y voice? his booming voice "livened" the event but got rather grating after awhile. and bena going on stage was damn funny. oh and i liked some of the performances in particular..
i must say that RJ's prom was more fun than the grad night at RI, in a vacuous, superficial way. i look better in pics this time, and i took more. and i like taking photos with girls cos of all the interesting stuff they wear. and there was a girl who wore a suit! joshua's classmate. but she refused to take a picture with me. oh well. ay but RI post events were much more fun, cos i had a room then. this time around it was just cubbing at DXO which in a way was even worse than the one at chinablack cos it was ladies' night and the podium wasn't open to guys and hence the space wasn't properly utilised, making the dancefloor extremely squeezy. i have a blister now. and they closed at 3 which was retarded, and i daresay the music was worse this time around cos there definitely was no Hung Up. i'm still waiting for the day to shake my booty to a madonna song!
took a cab home, got back about 430 and woke up past 12. there's just something very sad about it all. i can't really put my finger on it but it's very depressing. after the high feelings die down, what is there left? a quiet, dark, noiseless house. i always feel that way after getting home late from something exciting. just like after all the drama performances and the PostProductionDinners. and it's even worse then cos there are flowers, which are physical manifestations of a short-lived, wilting beauty. at least after prom you just need to strip, and you won't be reminded constantly everyday of a glory that once was as the flowers painfully die a slow death.
i'll try to upload the pictures, for everyone's easy reference. especially since i won't be online soon to send pictures around. but aiya damn wasted la, could have taken more. remind me not to be late for my University prom, ok?
mike just took up your time at
3:35 pm
th time!