I was suppose to work 10:30 - 6:30 today, but my shift got cancelled. In fact, everyone's shifts got cancelled. The Eaton Centre is under a lockdown and no one is there. I thought it was quite funny, until i realized that this is serious. Protestors are actually breaking things and ruining everything, it's quite scary. There are many times where i think this is the end of my life... that anytime now, a bomb is just going to blow up and ruin everything. But nope.. i'm still here.
So, let's talk about prom.
It was AMAZING. It probably wasn't that great, but because i wasn't expecting ANYTHING what so ever, it turned out to be one of the best days of my life. In the morning, daniel and i went to school to get our final marks. It was frustrating running up and down the stairs chasing teachers for our marks. What angered me the most was Mr. Probst. For my summative, he wrote 11/15 and 82%. Clearly that's not the same, so i approached him about it and he said fine .. and changed it to 12.5/15 but he never wrote it in his "mark book". At the end of the day, Tina approached him about her mark and he changed both our marks. He entered it in his book but wrote only 12 for me. Tina said "Sir, you gave Rosanna 12.5" and he said "Well, i'll just give her a 12 for now and if she has a problem with it she can come talk to me about it." And so i did! But he said ".5 of a mark is not going to make a difference, blah, blah, blah." Whatever. The point is.. I'M ANGRY - even if it doesn't make a difference, i'll feel better if he'd just enter the mark he originally given me.
After all the marks, daniel and i went to eat lunch at Saigon Palace. Then we headed to Eaton Centre to get my make-up done. I was very happy with the final results as it was exactly what i wanted. :) Then we headed to Blo on King St to get my hair done (i have a gift card). A gay guy did my hair and he was very funny. I showed him pictures of how i wanted my hair but he said "No.. that's going to die down during the night, how about ..." In the end, he did whatever he wanted with my hair. It took about 10 minutes for him to do my hair and costed about $60. It was definitely not worth it, plus i didn't really like it. But whatever. The earthquake also occurred during my hair, but i didn't feel it. As i was paying, people were evacuating. I remember saying "Should i take the debit machine with me?" and the receptionist said "No, just finish it quickly."
Everything was quite boring before prom.. i remember thinking "arg, this is going to be one of those nights." By that, i meant.. me fake smiling for pictures, me not having fun, me afraid to dance, me afraid to talk to people, me afraid of what people will say about me, me afraid of people making fun of me, just one of those...
And it was! I was picked to be the leader of our table, which i was quite excited for but then those thoughts hit me again and i just wanted to sit down. I was definitely not having fun. When everyone started dancing, i went and sat back down. Many times i thought to myself "i REALLY want to dance, if i don't do it now.. i'll never be able to do it." And so i just got up and pulled daniel to the dance floor, after that i just didn't want to sit back down. We literally danced the night away (with the exception of washroom breaks and drinks). It was sooo hot, people were sweating and it was gross! But i had soo much fun!
The limo ride back was also one of my favourite moments. Singing out loud and not caring about anything was great. Daniel made a video which i keep replaying to remind myself of how happy i CAN be. After reaching Oliver's house, people left to go to the frat house. I didn't want to go as i didn't want to waste money nor did i think it would be any fun. So we just sat and talked to Oliver. Sooner or later they were all back. Everyone complained about wasting their money, etc. So i was glad that i didn't go.
The next day, we decided to chip in to buy food and hold a bbq. That was also fun! It reminded me of the old times, where i pictured us as one huge family. It was sooo fun! I would do it alll over again if i was given a second chance.
I'm going to miss you all.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
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