Two of my friends came over to get ready, the plan being that we would meet up with the others at the dance. What we didn't know -- although we had guessed -- was that our other friend, who had been telling us that she wouldn't be able to go at all for the past week, actually came; so yeah that was a not-so-surprising surprise. The dance itself was really average. The DJ sucked, especially in the beginning when he literally stopped the music and everyone was just standing there for like ten minutes waiting for him to get his shit together. Also, there was nobody there; it was all underclassmen and maybe a handful of seniors besides ourselves.
On the plus side, once the good music actually started playing and we could actually start getting into it I had fun. There was the typical sweaty-strangers(and some accidental and unpleasant nonstrangers)-grinding-on-you experiences, but that's fairly standard at homecoming, really. I guess it was blacklight and lazers and overall psychadelic strobe light themed, so it was kind of like being at a really shitty rave. Also I discovered that I might be part vampire, as my friends considerably pointed and screamed in terror that my eyes were glowing creepily in the blacklight for no apparent reason. Oh god and I just looked it up on Google and I am now terrified of the possibilities of cataracs or diabetes (although, since I'm Filipino, the diabetes thin gis not too surprising). ANYWAYS. So yeah, that was homecoming. My legs hurt. Partyin partyin.
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