Formal Part 1 – Before the pre's
Strawhat Heros
Artist
Organiser/puppetmaster
Pimp
Leader
50
Whitekid
Pokemonmaster
I'm going to tell the story of the SKC 2010 formal. Like all good story, this story will start at the beginning, way before the night itself
There was quite a long buildup to the formal. The first time I heard of the formal was I think halfway through term one. I was like'
"What formal?
It was March ish, so I was all like, stuff the formal I have like a math test tomorrow, gosh, as if worry about the formal.
About 2 months before (in April) we started talking about the formal.
Did you hear people have started to ask people to the formal?”
Me: “lol what? a bit keen aren't they.”
Yeah, talk about getting in early. Apparently so-and-so asked so and so on Friday, and she had said yes to someone else a month previously" (I was there why they confronted each other) (major drama 1)
Guy walking past "I asked my partner on the night of the year 11 formal."
Year 11 formal was November 2010. So 7 months before the formal.
Asians getting their hair done
What to do when you fail to have a date 7 months before the formal
So amongst my Asian group of friends we were pretty chilled about it. We DID NOT (cough) have this conversation.
Me:“F!@#we’re screwed.”
Leader:“Yeah pretty boned.”
Puppetmaster:“Don't worry you have 2 months…”
Pimp:“You said we had 3 months, a month ago…”
Me:“Dude, why are you worried, you're a chick magnet .”
Pimp:“Me? Chick magnet? You wish…”
Two weeks later he had a partner.
“Lol sup?”
So I started about thinking about who I should ask. Guys put a lot of thought into who they asked despite what everyone else thinks. My list wasn't long (I did exist though, despite what everyone thinks. ) I asked one of my friends who graduated last year who he asked. He said to ask someone that you didn't know very well. That way I wouldn't have any expectations and no pressure to do anything before or after. Yes, I know it doesn't make sense, but it worked quite well.
I decided to ask a girl that I met at a drunken raging party where everyone’s tongues were everywhere.
LOL J/K
But I did meet her at a party. =.=
Here's a word of advice to anyone reading this who's thinking about someone to ask to the formal. Don't spend 6 million years about thinking what to say. I was pressured by my friends to ask quickly.
At this point I should mention how I bagged the crap out of Jonathan about June. All you had to do to get him to shut up at any point was say the month June. It worked for a day or two but then he came back with an insult that I found quite tight. I mean it’s quite alright to insult me, I really don't care, But insulting others based on what you've seen on a facebook photo? Nah, not acceptable. So I got a friend to make this. It'll feature in every blog post until I see fit.
Insert image here when I get internet
Cunt
D-day
D-Day was the term everyone gave each other as to when we asked.
So, I set myself a deadline (commonly known as D-Day), 30 days before the formal I’d asked. I think I opened up hotmail at 6pm. It took me4 hours. Yes, Emma, if you're reading this, 4 hours. For about 100 word email, 100/240= 0.41667 I could write a 2 fifth of a word per minute. It didn't matter that I had a physics and chemistry SAC the next day. Who cares? D-DAY was upon us.
http://www.dariusfamily.com/
Enough Said.
What a stud.
Whilst I (we) waited for her reply we started to discuss the formal in earnest. When I say we, I mean me and the Asians.
They were like: Leader:“We need to have pre's somewhere”
Artist:“(asian swear word
Puppetmaster: “Jackson didn’t you like just move?”
Me: “No, about to”
Puppetmaster: “Is it big?”
Puppermaster: “ I guess…”
Leader:"PRES ANDAFTERSAT JACKSONS”
Me “^.^"
That was how I was roped into having the pre's at my house. Ok I admit, I did embellish it a bit, but that was the general gist. Absolutely no one believed that I could host a component party. LOL WHY MIGHT THAT BE?
Naww
Drama (problems)
Major Drama 2 insert here. Never went and confronted him about it. Left him a comment on his blog though. For the record I didn't think you'd be the one who would do it.
Pimp went ahead and drafted tables for just about everyone. Surprisingly no one complained I was on their table. Or maybe you guys did, just didn't say it to my face. Same stuff. :P
Then the white group of kids that I kind of hang out with weren't happy with their tables. And like an idiot I get dragged into high school politics.
Fortnight till the big night.
A fortnight prior to the formal I was tossing between doing some study for physics (because chemistry is a joke) or talking about the formal.
As Leader so kindly put it
"How many exams do you have Jackson?" 2.
"How many formals do you have?" 1
So which one is more important?”
Leader was pretty “I'm screwed for a table, I took one for the team, come help me get a table together.”
WHEN OUR LEADER CALLS, THE STRAWHAT HEROS ANSWERS.
We activated every nagging power we had every used over the 12 year of schooling. We managed to persuade, Jonathan, Jerome and Andy to all come.
Whitekid: “Can I bring my Wii?"
Pokemon master: “I want to hunt monsters with Jerome”
50: “… I completely erased the memory of the formal from my mind since last year”
With everyone happy, it was time to call the limo. Man, that seriously was one of the best part of the whole experience. Organizing the formal. First we had to find a company. Then we had to call. Then we had to find someone with a credit card we could use. It literally took us 2 hours on a whole afternoon to get technology to work for us, draft an email, forge a signature and get the right details on the piece of paper.
As the artist put it
“Why are we so good at this?”
We warned him about his handwriting. About two weeks later, when we still hadn't got a confirmation we called up and "We couldn't understand the handwriting"
One week: VCE mid-years exam week
I think it was the Monday right before the physics exam that I got a yes from M. My friends were all bugging me to get an answer from her. As one of them put it
“She's kept you on bended knee for 3 weeks.”
Another one said “I'm surprise you haven't cracked. I know I would.” (I'm usually pretty edgy)
I'll be honest what her answer would be was on the back of my mind for all of those 3 weeks. I did care and despite what you all think I'm not immune to emotions.
Then physics exam was plagued by general wtfness at what happened the night before. (I wish I had checked my email before the going into that exam) (I don't blame anyone (especially not hers).
Then Chemistry exam was plagued by general happiness at what happened the night before.
GTFO my back, seriously I don't care whether you think its her fault or not. You don't know the full story so STFU. And no I really don't give a damn what you think.
I enjoy being mysterious. Don't ask me.
Thursday after the GAT.
Puppetmaster: "How much are corsages?”
Pimp: “$53”
Puppetmaster : “Why would I need 3, I don’t have 3 dates”
Pimp: “Not 50 for 3, $53”
Smitty: “Jackson you going to get something for your partner?”
Sigh, honestly the answer to that question was a god damn yes (at that point). But it wasn't oging to be a corsage, cause they are so god damn usless. Yes I'm sorry. I have my limitations. Obviously I changed my mind.
Final week
Tables released. No dramas.
Suits came. No dramas.
Specialist SAC. FUUUUUUU. Tuesday after the formal was our specialist SAC. It covered everything from day 1 right through to what we had done the previous week. For fruit loops sakes.
Leader!
Thursday (2 days).
Puppermaster:“Hey Jackson, we’re going to get our corsages today.”
Me:“K, wait we? Like all of you…”
Puppermaster:“Yeah pretty much…”
Me:“!@#$”
So really imagine how I would look if I didn't have a corsage and everyone at my pre's did. So in the end I went with them to have a look.
5 guys in stripy blazers with full school bags walk into a florist. Man, I would be shocked if I was the florist. It was pretty damn amusing. The florist are talking about all these pretty flowers and how he'll stitch it onto a ribbon or something and all we're worried about is how much it would cost and whether it'll look the same.
I'm not sure how many of us actually cared about what it looked like.
To the person who came up with the saying “Money can't buy happiness."
Well clearly you have never been given a corsage.
Yes, I think corsages are a waste of money.
LOL WHAT? I'M ALLOWED TO HAVE AN OPINION!
Me, shitting bricks because people hadn't arrived
Friday
In the space of 20 minutes, it went from
"My parents won't be home for the afters”
To "We can't have afters at my place.”
Well, I wasn't all too fuss either way so meh. Its not his fault either Libba.
Picking up the suit was amusing.
Tailor: “Bob Stewarts are trying to sell St. Kevins boys Wedding gear”
And
Tailor:“Your right arm is a lot longer than your left.”
Me:“Um… badminton”
Tailor:“Yes, well it looks like you've been hung from it. Your left arm is perfect.”
Me:“Why, thank you.”
Its about an inch longer by the way. I would recommend that place(Melbourne's Formal Wear on High Street” to anyone who has an up and coming formal. The service was very good and the guy really knows his stuff.
More next week!
Everyone at the pre's
~Golduck~
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