From last time, after some epic preparation I’ve arrived at the formal place (9 Darling Street) and found out the photographer is that crazy chick from the St. Kevin's one.
So Evelyn and I took the photo and god I HATE THAT PHOTGRAPHER. But the photo turned out really well.
Then I was introduced to Loreto’s principal Dr. Stephens (Russell’s better imho)
Dr. Stephens: So who’s this?
Evelyn: Oh, this is Jackson Chen
Dr. Stephens: How you going Jackson?
Me: Great thank you and how are you? (YEAH PUT YOU ON THE SPOT DIDN’T I)
Pre-food or whatever you called it.
This set the tone for the rest of the night. Evelyn needed to go the toilet (girls needs to go toilet together), Libba ran off somewhere and Tom hadn’t arrived. A guy comes up.
Guy: “(slurred) Heyyyy mannnn whattt’s your name?” *he cuffs me behind on the neck and stands really close *
Me: My name’s Jackson what’s yours? *tries to free myself from the neck grab and moving away*
Guy: Oh mie gawd that’sss so cooool, my name’s Jack. (I don’t think his name was Jack, if there was there must have been 7 jack’s that night.)
Evelyn comes back: I think there’s drunk people here.
There were… and lots of them, and I was so GLAD THEY WERE THERE. THEY ARE THE PERFECT CONVERSTION STARTER.
Me: She drunk?
Evelyn: yep… him there…
Me: Yep. Etc etc.
Then one of the most awkward moments of my life
St Kevins student: Hey Jackson, didn’t think you’d be here.
Me: Hey mate (dodge, because I didn’t know his name), looking good
St Kevins Student: yeah thanks mate cya around.
Me (turning to Evelyn): I have no idea what that guy’s name is
Evelyn: (what)
Libba (from out of nowhere): OMG YOU DON’T KNOW JULIAN’S NAME. WTF? HEY JULIAN JACKSON DOESN’T KNOW YOUR NAME.
(3 years at a school and I didn’t know the poor guys name)
A moment during the pre-food.
Evelyn: … yeah no-one likes her…
Me: er… she’s standing right behind you.
Evelyn: *sigh that happens to me all the time!
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