A Grand Ole Time

Last night was our class’ last formal event of the year. It was held at this swanky little club downtown, which was pretty nice. It wasn’t a sit-down dinner, which was a tad disappointing at first (because c’mon food = number 1) but they did serve some yummy hors d’oeuvres and…wait for it… CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN!!! In the end I think that’s what convinced most of us (I’m looking at you Truffles) to go.

The event was scheduled to start at 8, with food coming out at 8:30. I had the afternoon off so I technically had plenty of time to get ready. Um, wrong. Lesson learned, when you’ve managed to live the last year everyday in sweats and tees, getting ready for a fancy night out will take you an exponentially longer than it did before. I started getting dressed at 5:30, but didn’t finish until two hours later. TWO HOURS!! Talk about reinforcing stereotypes. Part of the problem was that I couldn’t decide what to wear – safe old LBD, which had been worn multiple times before or my new white flowery one, which was pretty but sort of daytimeish and short. In the end I decided to bite the bullet and go with the new dress. What boldness! With some creativity (involving a belt, some jewellery and heels) I got it looking appropriately clubby. The only thing was that I felt very, uh, uncovered. These legs have not seen the light of day in a while. After finally finishing, I headed over to Truffle’s to help her get ready (aka makeup…and yay for success because one, I did not poke her in the eye with mascara or eyeline, and two, it looked nice if I do say so myself…maybe I should be a surgeon with that hand precision, hehe).

So we leave (T, cramberry, Doodles, Doodles’ bf, and I) for the place and get there on time. So in other words, early. Getting out of the car, I was again concerned with my hem length, and it didn’t help with the random guys hooting at us from their car. Uh, eww. But onwards we went. When we got there, we realized we were the first ones there. No fashionably late for these girls.

Wow, this is getting long. Okay, long story short (shorter): It was a fun time. Good food, although I’m slightly upset that I only managed to get ½ of the mushroom tart. Boo. Some dancing, lotsa pictures, and chocolate fountain!!

General observations from the night:
1. EtOH makes people do funny things. We saw everything from interesting dance moves, to yelling in people’s ears (ugh, my ears are still ringing…not impressed), to incoherent babbling/laughing while wandering around bumping into people. Yes, a few of those future doctors definitely killed some brain cells last night.
2. Our class has some weird affinity for Journey. Man, those people really perked up when “Don’t Stop Believing” came on. I don't get it…

3. Insulting a girl is not the way to get into her good books. I’m looking at you ‘Socially awkward boy’ (hereby known as SAB). Can you not touch Truffles’ head anymore?? Girls don’t like that. Nor do they enjoy negative comments on their outfits. ‘Controversial question guy’ was also there, looking creepy as always. But these people are for future posts (Truffles your turn, haha).

So all in all it was a fun night. And I planned on going to class today but alas my alarm clock didn’t go off! I did, I did! I’m sorry for abandoning you T!! I’m sure the “baked goods crew” who live in my building went though. They always go. Darn them for being so well-rounded (can you detect my jealousy?). Anyhow, must prepare for small groups this afternoon because as much as I would like to, I can’t skip the entire day.