I NEED SLEEP.

So far, over the last 40 hours, I've been awake for 37. Pretty good reasons though, namely two formals, one after the other. Wednesday night was the OLMC formal, which was pretty cool. Was pretty unprepared; with about 30 minutes before I had to start getting ready, I still had to message my Dad in the Phils to find out where my formal pants were. Plus, had to pick up the corsages I ordered for myself and TJ. I had to run from my house to Woodcroft Plaza (a good 10 minutes) and back within half an hour. With that settled, it was off to pick up Di. Funnily enough, I decided to leave my iPod at home, which is pretty un-me. I usually never leave home without it. Hell, I never go to the driveway without it.

Anywho, Di's parents were actually pretty cool. I wasn't even worried about meeting them, for some reason. As hard as Di tried to avoid them, they insisted on taking the prerequisite pre-formal photos. Took a while to reach Le Montage though; we tried following a limo along the way but still ended up getting lost. The place itself was pretty cool; very classy setting. The food, I didn't touch much. The non-alcoholic champagne, I consumed like I was jonesing. Anywho, lots of fun dancing with the Patty Boy contingent for the night (especially Richard, you classic mullet-rocking gangsta! Take our phones man! We don't want trouble!) and having photog sessions, except for the professional one 'cause the dude made me wait for ages just to get my change. Smug bastard.

Anywho, after the formal was Celina's house. At first, everyone was just hanging out and watching Stankervision. Grace was fawning over the guy I now refer to simply as 'the tequila dude,' until me, Timmy and Cristian reminded her of how he got fat. And got ugly. And turned gay. Liberace gay. Then, things moved onwards to the basement, where people played strip poker and rubbed their naked bodies on my head. Would be SO much cooler if they weren't guys though. Bastards. People soon went upstairs to watch Old School. I'd already seen it, so I decided to stick around downstairs. That, and I couldn't be fucked going upstairs. So, I stayed downstairs and spotted the old-school Nintendo! Alas, it was all for naught; without a controller, it might as well have been a paper weight. It was fun getting our hopes up though; Duck Hunt would've been a sweet way to end the night/morning. Without the Nintendo, the convo turned to other fun topics, such as cartoons (Dexter's Lab >>>>> j00), games (FFVII = FFX >>>>>> j00) and Pokemon (Silver Version >>>>> j00). At 3AM, Di's parents came and took us home. All in all, pretty cool night.

Seeing as I got to sleep at around 4:30AM, I figured it would be a good a time as any to catch up on my sleep. And the survey says: "DUMBASS!" TJ woke me up around 9:20AM to pick up his corsage. Damn, not even 5 hours of sleep! But it was all good, I took advantage of the time and bludged the day away. Eventually, it was time to get ready for my formal. My uncle suggested I get ready early in case there was too much traffic down Parramatta Road, so I was ready by around 4:30PM. This was WAYYYY too early though; damn overestimation! So me and Di were at the City by 6PM, and the cruise didn't start until around an hour later. Luckily, a lot of other people were early as well. Anywho, the cruise itself was okay. Didn't spend as much time dancing, mostly just hung out with different people and took photos. My brother stuffed up with the pick up arrangements, and he ended up at the Pontoon bar instead of the Pontoon boat. LOLZORDZ! Di had to walk a looooooong way. Anywho, dropped her off, went home, got changed, then me and TJ got dropped off at IanMan's house for the afterparty.

The afterparty was sweet, though. This is where I lost my sleep. Attention: I was NOT drunk. I just took things way too fast, and couldn't handle it at the time. I was not inebriated, intoxicated, smashed, hammered, gone, whatever! Anywho, heaps of fun though. Took heaps of photogs! Matt turned red, Chris turned red, and Ria turned pink. RD apparently bought out LiquorLand, so now IanMan has an endless supply of Woodstocks. The best part was staying up from 4AM until around 7AM just sitting around IanMan's backyard, laughing our fucking asses off at the STUPIDEST things. Then, around 7AM, I fell asleep for an hour or so, and then woke up to find a penis and monobrow drawn on my face. Thanks, bastards. Anywho, bummed there for another couple of hours or so, then me and TJ got dropped off at the Station by Mark and Nat around 2PM. After that, it was bus time home, and then sleep time around 3:30PM, for around two hours or so. Thanks to the IanMans for letting us have it at their house! Hope it wasn't too much of a hassle. And thanks as well to everyone else who organised and cleaned up (i.e. Ria and RD). Oh, and thanks to Mark and Nat for breakfast!

Anywho, I woke up to find out we had a game at KB. Can't be bothered going through the details, so the long and short of it was that we won. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

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