this entry is a little bit different. it’s just about my year 12 formal.
september 15, 2017
we had the entire day off to get ready. though formal prep didn’t really start until 3pm because that’s when my makeup appointment was. as soon as i got home from my appointment, i got an uber with my parents to our hotel and got ready there.
things were hectic because i haven’t done my hair at this point and i had to do my mother’s makeup. nevertheless, we managed to get everything done. i ended up straightening my hair (even though i already have naturally straight hair). i met two of my friends in the lobby and walked to the formal venue. we met more of our friends at the meet up place and took photos as a squad. as soon as we got to the venue, we had to get patted down by security. whilst that was happening, the staff kept serving us mocktails. ironic indeed.
i walked around the venue while people were still getting to the location. said hi to other girls in my year group, took photos with teachers and sat at my table. not gonna lie, the first two hours were so slow. however at 9:30pm, that’s when things started to pick up. music blaring. people dancing. a lot of photo taking. makeup retouching. eating. but mostly dancing. i had to take off my shoes, they were like three inch heels. music was terrible but the songs of whitney houston, michael jackson and abba brought all the teachers, parents and students together. i even joined the teacher’s dance circle at one point.
highlight of the night was definitely seeing everyone so beautiful and bonding with each other in the last few days of year 12. like i was so used to seeing these people in their school uniforms and tired because they haven’t gotten enough sleep. but everyone was dressed up, happy and energised. another highlight was finally getting photos with my favourite teachers. i respect them so much and i will miss talking to them.
at the end of the formal, it hits me. i’m graduating next week. i will be done with high school. i have to do the hsc. i have to go to university. my high school has always been my safe space. i don’t want that stripped away from me.
the thought of graduating is so sad.