Sunday, November 26, 2006

I am still having a post-prom high.

PROM WAS THE SHIT.

So. After three whole days of shopping and getting broke, the day came. I went over to Atiqah's house to curl my hair and got my fingers burnt in the process. Grrr. But hey, I want one of those! Then Shikin came over, Atiqah left for her makeover at Naughty by Nature (coincidentally where I went to apply for a job, freaky) and me and Shikin got all dolled up.

Then we waited for Han and Abel (who looked rather dashing) and Atiqah's dad picked us up and then picked Atiqah up (omg, she looked like a doll! so pretty).

By then, my lovely curly hair had gone flat. Stupid, never put wax duh! Never put hairspray, double duh!

I hadn't eaten the whole day so I could get my 70 bucks worth of food (LOL) and my stomach was screaming for food. We got stuck in a few traffic jams along the way and arrived at 7 pm.

OMG bitches we were at FRIGGIN HYATT!!!

I mean, we always walk past this pretty building to get to Far East, and never did it cross my mind that I would actually enter it for prom. *sentimental moment*

So there we were, tottering in our heels, wondering where the hell to go. Hahaha when we finally found the ballroom, it was teeming with people, all shiny and glamourous. Suddenly I felt so lost. I mean, being surrounded left, right, back and center by Andersonians all excited and making a lot of noise, anyone can get lost.

Then it was a flurry of picture-taking, squealing, wow-you-look-great-ing, collecting door gifts, finding allocated table, and after fifty-four and a half years, we all settled down.

Speeches, then here comes the exciting part. THE FOOD. Of course, the ladies were made to go first (no actually, we made ourselves go first but anyhoo). We were all like heck the dress ima get my 70 bucks worth of food on this very plate! (or more!) I remember taking noodles(which were very good), chicken(okay), stingray(good but not spicy enough), duck(bleargh), steak(yum), mushrooms(YUMMMM im a fungi fan) and to save grace, a bunch of salad stuff. What? Don't look at me like I'm a pig. I will eat you.

Dessert, strawberry cheesecake and brownies on a separate plate, and to save grace again, two slices of watermelon. The desserts rock.

Okay I admit, I didn't finish the duck. It was gross!

I think I gained three kilos right there.

Fast forward to the crazy bitches dancing part. Wow, the closest thing a 16 year old without connections can get to clubbing, and it was fascinating. I didn't know Andersonians could boogie!!! Other than the usual suspects, the rest were like, shaking their asses big time! I was pleasantly shocked, but shock schmock, I joined in the fun duh!

Who cares if we were wearing three inch heels or undanceable gowns LOL

We were all over the floor, the stage, each other... It was mad.

The teachers certainly thought it was mad! Haha their faces were like, THESE crazy psychos who look like they're on crack are our Andersonians?

Then it ended at midnight and we all trudged off to wherever we were supposed to go.. My feet were dead. My shoes were almost dead. Thank God the heels didn't break. But the high lasted for so long, all the way till a few days after. Yeap. Twas good.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was Grad Night 06.

@ 3:48 AM

SYAF I AM

Okay, so I'm this girl right.

Who had big plans to change the world.
When I was young, I wanted to be either a zoologist, veterinarian or pilot.
I wanted to travel and help eradicate poverty.

And then when this girl grows up, she's all like, fack that!
She becomes guilty of things she never thought she'd have done.
She meets people of all shapes and sizes, some beautiful, some downright fugly.
Both inside and outside.
She becomes acquainted with some things called failure and commitment.
She realises love is as elusive as, perhaps, weight loss.

I let my inner demon out through my art.
Enjoy.

Y

SYAF LOVES

green eyes on hot guys, red and purple shoes, pepper and cream puffs, lincoln park at midnight
sitting on carpark roofs talking nonsense, meaningful silences, chewy cookie bits in vanilla ice cream
chocolate icing, shopping till my legs give out, smiling at random people, thinking about stuff

N

SYAF HATES

panadol or whatever pills for that matter, retarded nails, losing my voice, being broke
bananas, my thighs and big ass, man boobs, seeing something i really like but discovering that it costs a bomb


SYAF WANTS

levi's jeans, pimple cream, fake lashes, hair dye, a bigger paycheque, M&Ms
new specs, and possibly a hotass guy to sweep me off my feet

YOU SAY


THERE YOU GO.

{♥} shikin
{♥} atiqah
{♥} sarah
{♥} syafs
{♥} azura
{♥} ilyana
{♥} nurul
{♥} syaf
{♥} jocelyn
{♥} laila
{♥} aiman
{♥} SBOFpirates!
{♥} friend
{♥} friend

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