So this post's going to be on the long side - it's about the Dinner Dance (junior high prom, if anybody's wondering). And as per usual, if the topic's not really your thing, feel free to skip ahead to the last paragraph if you're still up for a book and song recommendation.
Several months before the actual event, a lot of people in my year have already been talking about it, planning out during class who they'll sit with and what they'll be wearing. I personally am not quite a fan of these events, so my original plan was to just stay at home, maybe play some video games with some friends on that night (not to mention the fact that I was trying to save some money that time, and the price of the dinner dance was quite high). Soon enough my friends started getting into the hype, talking and discussing their plans while I would just usually stay back and listen (or, yeah, just go onto my phone).
So to actually be able to join the dinner dance, the payment for it should be handed by the deadline. Since I wasn't really supposed to go, I didn't have to hand in anything. So it was all good, right?
Well, about a day or so before the deadline, Gellie finally snapped and told me if I'm not willing to pay for the Dinner Dance, then she'll be paying for me, to which my friends started joining in and offering to pay a certain amount just for me to be there. And, yeah, I appreciate the fact that my friends actually want me to go, but I also felt kind of bad to ask my parents for the money (so it won't have to result to my friends actually paying for me). Turns out, my parents wanted me to go and have been trying to guilt-trip me into going. I somehow managed to get my form and money in on time, but then mum started to worry on what I would wear (as per usual).
The Dinner Dance was on the 28th of August and I was only able to find something both my parents and I could agree on around the 22nd of that month. It took a while for me to explain to my parents that I wouldn't want anything too fancy or grand, to which they replied with "Then it'll be for the ball! (which would be around March next year)", and I didn't really have the energy to argue with them (not to mention the fact that dresses are expensive. trust me, I would've worn a suit if I could've gotten away with it).
On the day of the event, a fair amount of people have either skipped school or went home early to prepare for the night. What did I do, you may ask? After school, I simply stopped by the nearest 7/11 and bought myself a slurpee before going home to take a nap. Didn't really work out for me though, since mum was kind of annoyed at how I wasn't taking the event seriously (in terms of getting ready and whatnot). And so, mother dearest and I went around the city to buy things that I might possibly need and went straight home so she could get me ready (since I don't really do my hair and make-up often).
Driving to the event, I was just trying not to throw up at the backseat. Not only was I really anxious that time but it was also pretty hot. And when I finally got there, I stood by the entrance awkwardly trying to look for someone I know so I wouldn't have to go inside and greet the people by the door alone (sad, I know). After finally finding someone (I barely know her, but she was nice enough to keep me company for a few minutes), I went in and I have to admit, the place was pretty nice (though it felt as if I was out of place, with all the lights, sophistication, and people).
Finding my friends took a while, considering how I was trying to hunch down so I wouldn't really be recognised. And it sort of worked - when I finally found my friends, they (not-so-quietly) screamed because I apparently looked really different. Even some of my other friends went up to me and said that I looked like some goddess. I suppose it goes to show that it's better off not for me to fix my hair and put on make-up every day, that way I could actually look like a decent human being when I want to be.
It took a while for me to loosen up and to actually enjoy myself (considering how I would refuse to let go of either my phone or my polaroid camera). And as cliche as it sounds, I suppose if you're with the right people, you'll be having too much fun that you'll be able to forget about everything and everyone else. And I'm just glad I was able to be there to make my friends happy.
(the glass in the photo? it was a glass of soda)
And now for the usual book and song recommendations - today's book would be Quiet by Susan Cain, a book that I'm currently reading since I've had a few friends telling me that it's a good book. And though the song doesn't really fit well with the book (or maybe it does - up to you, really), I would have to recommend Ghosts by The Presets. In my opinion, I find The Presets to have calming, yet energy-filling songs and those are the type of songs I usually enjoy during summer (yes, summer. hello, Australia). Anyways, I hope you're all having a contenting day, and I'll be around. Thank you!
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