So, yesterday, Emily and I went with Sophia to The Otherwise Club Ball (Ur, it's a club for HSE people, who are, by the way, utterly normal and very good at coping and being sociable when meeting new people. It provides non-school trips, game-things, and non-lessons, as far as I can tell.)
I should really talk about the main event, so: it was in three main parts. The first had a live band, with a really quite cute guy on the 'cello, playing classical music very well indeed. The second part, and the most awkward, was the Specific Quiz, during which the teams (I managed to get the 'Cellist on our team) had to answer twenty-one questions. An example: "Where was I going when I was only an hour and a half late?". Another: "Who died twice in one week on the Canoing Trip?".
It goes without saying that this was much harder and more annoying than Trivial Pursuit. Emily and I played with balloons and the twirly things on sticks stuck into the piles of stale sandwiches.
Then we sang "Happy Birthday" seven times.
Then there was rather acidic champagne. Sophia had half a glass, and was really very drunk. I had the same. I really was perfectly sober.
Then there was cake, and music. This time it was what was referred to as "rock". Yes, you guessed it, it was The YMCA, and The Jackson Five.
Nonetheless, it was a nice night. It was good to see Sophia, and really good to see Emily- I hardly ever get to talk to her these days.
EDIT: The following has been brought to my attention: Sophia is a lier; she drank five-and-a-half glasses, not one half of a glass. This is of the cheap, acidic champagne. Infer what you will.
Further EDIT: That may seem mean. I don't mean it as mean. I just mean, "Wow, she drank a lot. And of that quite bad champagne! How remarkable!". Also: I know I know nothing of wine. I am not claiming it had a bouquet of anything at all. I swear.
2008-02-11 @ 19:39