Hmm. I'm actually never sure what I actually blog about, for some reason I just update you on my life and sort of think about things here and there. That's what you get to read. (It's OK. I know your life is probably more interesting than mine).
So last night I went to my year 10 formal (it's basically prom but less fancy, for translation. Oh and we have dinner, is that what they do at prom too? I'm not sure). Most schools in Australia only have the year 12 formal when everyone is leaving school, but our school is a bit weird and we only go from year 7 to year 10, then we move to a different place to go to year 11 and 12. Basically, since we only ever get two in our lives, it's sort of a big thing. Seriously, I'm kind of glad it's over so people can shut up about it. When I get the photos back, I'll make sure to post them up here (I am such a lovely person), but for the moment I'll give you some advice. (Did I just hear you groan?)
So last night I went to my year 10 formal (it's basically prom but less fancy, for translation. Oh and we have dinner, is that what they do at prom too? I'm not sure). Most schools in Australia only have the year 12 formal when everyone is leaving school, but our school is a bit weird and we only go from year 7 to year 10, then we move to a different place to go to year 11 and 12. Basically, since we only ever get two in our lives, it's sort of a big thing. Seriously, I'm kind of glad it's over so people can shut up about it. When I get the photos back, I'll make sure to post them up here (I am such a lovely person), but for the moment I'll give you some advice. (Did I just hear you groan?)
1) Don't look forward to it that much. Meaning don't talk about it every single hour (you're probably going to talk about it every day anyway), and just don't think it's going to the best thing you've ever attended. I am seriously saying this for your sake, because if you think it's going to be the best thing ever, it won't meet your expectations. It's good, but it is definitely not great. (No nothing terribly wrong happened at my formal, this is actually my honest opinion).
2) Don't show everyone your dress before the day. OK, so basically you get there. You go through the "Oh, you look amazing" and you froth over their dresses. Then you get photos. Then you eat. (Or this is how it went for me). Then there's speeches. Then there's not that much more to do for two hours, the dancing isn't great and there's only so many photos that you can take. But basically the special thing of the night was to see everyone dressed up and if you've already seen the dress, even if it's just a picture on a phone, than it's not as exciting. Oh by the way, if you see someone who looks absolutely gorgeous and you don't talk to them that much, go over and tell them anyway, because honestly it will mean a lot to them.
3) Just generally make sure that your dress isn't extremely tight, because then when you are eating it will try and strangle you. Literally.
4) This one is really important. Really really important. Make sure you do this. Just make your shoes fit you. And that you can walk in them. Otherwise it just looks terrible. And you know exactly what I mean. There's always a girl, who is bright orange from home done spray tan and is wobbling all over the place, and it's never something that hides. Never.
Oh and just remember that you should look how you want to look, not how your best friend is dressing. (Though if you love the same clothes then go for it!) Basically I wore what I loved, and short hair for a girl is hard to style with dresses, but I sort of went for an edgy look (maybe it had some elegance in there too? I don't want to go that far, generally elegance and I aren't on great terms.) Anyway, I loved what I was wearing, but I knew it wasn't for everyone. So just accept the fact that what you are wearing isn't going to suit everyone. Yes accept this fact. It doesn't mean you look bad, it just means that someone understand how you could like that dress. (seriously I do this a lot. I sort of wince at people's choices, but no, it's fine. They may dress how they like).
Anyway, I was going to talk about the after party (yes we have on of those) but honestly I think I've rambled on for long enough. I'll have to leave it for another day. Ta Ta!
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