AJC Prom 2010.
As things turned out, I chose Style 1 for "prom". Yep, that would mean me wearing Cat High school uniform. Although I did put on weight over the past 2 years, I didn't put on that much that I can't wear the sexy uniform, and the end product was neat. It'd have to be, seeing as I'm always neat and everything on me makes me/the thing neat, as I have a neat aura. OK I'm babbling, probably the lack of sleep.
Nothing really notable happened during the night itself...
...that'd be a lie.
My class was being complete jerks and they voted for me to be a contestant for the prom king. It was hilarious and definitely an exhilarating experience and all, but I was hungry and they were eating my food. OK fine they weren't eating my food, they were nice and left some for me, but that doesn't alleviate my state of starvation when I was up there on stage facing the glaring lights in my Cat High school uniform complete with an AJC tie.
The host (the DJ Daniel Ong) recognized me for the joker that I am -ego moment- and when he read out my name he was like "Alastair??" because I was previously making a lot of noise and he heard my masculine rawrs and heard my name from the aforementioned jerks that makes up my class.
My table was a very happening table--the prom queen was seated on my table too, and I was basically the rowdiest person in the immediate area of radius 300M. I shot my Nerf gun on my table and did other random stuff. OK I'm digressing.
So when I was on stage with the other contestants for the prom king/queen, the host asked the second contestant "Which part of your body do you like the most?" and I whispered (quite loudly) "The penis". The contestant heard it and exclaimed quite loudly "PENIS?" and it was a very awkward moment. I heard that the principal was hiding her face in shame. I am content.
My question was: If you were stuck on an island with only one other person, who has to be an AJC girl, who would that girl be?
My reply: I'd rather pick a guy, less awkward.
Him: But you'd be away from civilization, what if weird tendencies occur?
Me: I have my hands (;
Him: And what do you plan to do with your hands~
Me: Find food.
OK to be honest that is very lame but I'd think that my reply is the best out of the 5 guys voted to be prom king.
But I didn't even make it to the top 3, and why is that so?
One can't fight the system alone. I heard that a lot of people voted for me. With replies and prom clothes as epic as mine, who wouldn't vote for me? Tsk. But I never expected to win anything because I knew that when they say "teachers have 20% of the vote" I'm definitely out.
When they mean 20%, they actually mean everything, except that they want to appear watered down and that your views matter. We can't fight the system :c
But it was a fun, and not to mention expected occurrence (;
And the girl on our table won the prom queen as mentioned, making our table the hottest table (considering the fact that 2 contestants were from my table). Oh well, hot people always attracts hot people (;
One of my friends put into perspective that there is a difference between being "laughed at" and "laughing with". I understand this completely. And that's why I believe that people are basically laughing at me, but technically laughing with me. To the average person, he might be like "OMG this guy's a joke, he's wearing such clothes and is made a contestant for prom king LOLOLOLOL", and thus a "laughing at", but I'd rather think of it as "laughing with" because what went through my mind was "Ha, bitches, I'm the most outstanding simply because I chose not to be like the rest". Why am I such a joker? (;
I did find something disturbing--Dress sense. I'll leave this hanging, and drop a clue: I can't recognize anyone.
Now onto a more serious and...weird experience--Post prom.
We headed down to Butterfactory at OneFullterton, and the queue was so long it was a complete turn off. I was thinking of saving money and forgoing the whole "experience" thing when I realized that what I'd be experiencing is a lot of noise and body grinding. Sure, it's always a good wet dream scenario, the protagonist being surrounded by tons of girls and dry humping everyone of them whenever he can, and making out and just having Indiana Jones for hands (adventurous hands). It's a perfect wet dream scenario, but when conscious I realize that I don't want to put my dick in any STD-caked vagina. It is disturbing and I don't want that. I really don't want to have my dick wilt. It's a fine piece of muscle, and I don't want to lose it to any disease.
But I went in anyway, because of the promise of an entirely new "experience", and it was just plain boring. I was standing/sitting/stoning around watching everyone dance and wave at the girls on the poles to the loud noise that they call "music", and being slightly amused and disgusted by the proceedings.
OK, I am in no position to judge them. And to be honest, I do envy them. I envy their ability to lose control over themselves and thrust themselves into the flow of the event. I envy their guts to go around flailing their arms about in what they call "dance". I really do. I wanted to join them, but I couldn't find the guts to, and I wasn't drunk enough. I believe in the entire experience of something, and to do that you must join them. I wanted to join them but I couldn't, there were too many inhibitions, too many people that I know, too many things to look out for. I might if I'm alone.
Thus I cannot truly say that I don't like clubbing. How can I dislike something when I don't even know that something for what it is?
I admire their guts.
The music was really loud though and the people there can be quite complicated. I was very worried that stuff would be slipped into our drinks or belongings.
And just to put things into perspective, drinking is for the rich. One shot of vodka costs $13.
When we were ascending the stairs to the road, we saw this totally drunk dude running around making a lot of noise. The power of alcohol is that mind-controlling. How many girls are made drunk and then raped? Tsk tsk tsk. Another reason why I can't get drunk.
I need to start trying more potent stuff, cheap beer isn't doing the trick these days.
-- 12/07/2010 08:28:00 PM
