I could've danced all night...

[sunshine_queen]

Yesterday was exceedingly long.

At 6:05 I got up to shower off my tanner crap... to reveal legs of the same color I'd had before I put it on. *sighs wearily*

School was whatever- we got our writing scores again, and we read some more Joy Luck, and I hate my character, because Waverly is a megabitch.

Took Chem test and did really well, aside from the fact that getting three wrong (which I did, at least, because I didn't have the slightest idea of how to answer them) will bring me down to a C... but I knew how to do the rest of it! I was so proud! Especially since I crammed just before the test!

Histoire was HYSTERICAL. First, M. Seignot started bitching at Adriana about how every class and 1:30 exactly she asks to go to the bathroom. 'Do you follow lunar courses? Is it biological? Star activity? What is it?' It's the promise of Jacob in the stairwell, Monsieur. Then Janelle was recopying notes from the time before and not listening to the bogus lesson, so he started picking in her for not listening. We're studying about food production and how there's not enough in the world and about genetically altered foodstuffs and whatnot, and he starts demanding of Janelle, 'What do you think about hermaphrodite marmottes living the Black Forest? Do you agree with me?'

Heather and I were dying. Oh, it was great.

Halfway through he decided to stop teaching- after making Janelle cower at the board for a half hour and making Stephanie stand on her desk to read aloud (???)- and we played around for an hour. Marc, our karate dude, taught me some more moves after being extremely proud that I remembered what to do if someone threw a punch at me- and we did stretchy things and it was fun, but it made me sore. Marc could pick me up and everything. It was rad.

Came home and thought, holy schnipes, Tata's party is tonight, must get ready. Showered and shaved and perfumed- I realized I still didn't have a top to wear, so after Mom picked up Mel, we both went to Sunset to look at Forever 21 and Wet Seal and Charlotte Russe, the three stores I loathe more than any on this planet. And what did we find? Zip. Nada. Niente. An hour down the drain right there. Decided to wear black DKNY shirt with my Austrian necklace and the watch Philly gave me.

Attempted to blow dry my hair while Mommy ironed my denim skirt, then put in a contact at risk of my eyeball falling from my head and got makeup. Left the house at about 6:20, which was bad considering Melba had said to be there by 6:30, but no matter. Got to Bongo's after getting lost in downtown Miami a couple times and was greeted by Jorge's parents and two of Talisa's friends that I know- Michelle and Victoria. Both of them were Epiphany girls, and now Michelle goes to Carrollton with Becca and Victoria goes to Lourdes. Anyway, we chatted for a bit until Jorge's parents got a phone call from Melba saying that they were here, so we crouched on the staircase at Bongo's waiting.

Finally, ten minutes later, they show up. By this time we're standing. Talisa waltzes out, completely oblivious. She looks up at all of us- she sees all of us- and continues on her way. We yell out 'SURPRISE' and she looks at us blankly, not quite understanding what's going on.

It was beautiful.

Dinner was good- Talisa looked fantastic, as usual, and Jorge looked like a God, as usual, and we chatted and ate good Cuban food and yeah.

Then it was time to dance, and I did a little bit... and we danced for hours. Yeah. And it was uber windy outside.

So I refound Michelle and Victoria, whom I now adore, and we talked about all sorts of things for about an hour, until Victoria's dad got there to take them both home. I wanted to cry. Instead, we exchanged phone numbers and promised to get together.

Went back out and stood watching the Port of Miami for another forty minutes, occasionally breaking to be ribbed at for not dancing or to have a picture taken or to argue with Jorge. I know Jorge likes me and all, but he can be really obnoxiously cocky or argumentative. I can't even really get mad at him because he means it in fun, and I know he likes me... it's just annoying. And Tata has some trampy friends. One girl has always been nice to me but there's just something about her I dislike... and this other one came in this tiny skirt that showed her ass every time she spun, or the wind blew, or she moved. This was the same girl who wore so much makeup at Talisa's last birthday that I thought she was someone's mom.

Anyway, eventually we moved inside because it was freezing outside with the wind right off the water, I danced some more, and then we all sat down- this is about 11:30, and Bongo's was already a club- and then we left. Melba said she was very proud of me for dancing as much as I did, and then we all drove home in their Escalade. I love that car.

Got home about 12;15 was dropped into bed at 12:30, exhausted.

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[xcoquette.livejournal.com]

Fun! I had a wedding, and I'm hungover. (Haha.)