The Ball

This was the fourth time I went to the ball and no, I still don't have a dress. That's right, I borrowed someone else ball dress as usual for the fourth time and someone did my hair and my make up! They were beautiful! 天生麗質難自棄 (Can't help it coz I was born to be beautiful!) *Kill me somebody*

The night started with a little car accident, which I backed into his car. Damn! I completely forgot he parked behind me when I was hurrying out with two of my colleagues. No one had parked there for months and I was so used to get out of garage without checking! Oh well!

We went to the pre-ball first and I had to be a pain in the neck to our young graduate colleagues first.
"Come on! Young ppl!" I said, trying to get all their attentions on the thing I was holding.
"Here is this thing called Film Camera! This is what we used before digital camera came along!" I pretended to be very serious and ancient (well, I felt ancient as I was the only one holding a film camera) as I put the film into my camera.

It was freezing cold tonight, but the ball was great! I drunk a whole glass of champagne without realising it's alcoholic. Yes, I was very blond! I had too much fun that I thought I was drinking bobble juice, while I was meant to be the sober driver! I danced the whole night and my feet were killing me by the end of it.

Just when I thought everything went very well, there were some awkward moment which I didn't quite manage to avoid in the end. I admire his courage and I thanked him for what he said to me, but that's all I could reply to him.

Tired, tired, tired...
Safe home
Sleep.