May Ball, condensed into bullet points for your... nah, I lie, my convenience.
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Yes, it was very very good. Yes, it was worth the insane ticket price. No, it did not seem like a 9-hour wander around Trinity grounds, although it could be defined in such a way if you've never been there.
Queue for roughly 1 hour to get inside. Then once inside, we realised there was another queue before actually getting in. And that one covered pretty much all of Great Court.
The lion sleeps tonight. Nick knows what that means. Thank you for the compliment on my singing voice, btw. :P
Free champagne. Free food. Free eeeeeeeverything... I love being at a rich college...
Electric Six actually look relatively normal in person. Lead singer person of naked-Lincoln fame talks like he prepared lines beforehand. Actually, he kind of reminds me of Eamonn from the Evangelists...
You wouldn't think such a thing was possible, but it seems Conterio inadvertently does something that could probably be called the Funky Chicken any time he dances...
Coconuts are just not worth it.
Throwing knives actually does work in the Assassins game. Again, you wouldn't have thought it possible. Then again, I have (had? oh dear) the advantage of anonymity.
Having a YWM of average build end an excited-concert-bounce on the side of your foot does seem to remove most of the exposed skin. Unsurprisingly, this is painful. But it also seems like I know sympathetic people, which improved my night no end. Currently aware of being very lucky to have met the very special people (note that in this case I'm not using the phrase in a sarcastic way) I'm friends with, and feeling a general sense of fondness for all of you. :)
I suspect Blaise won the fairground games contest between her and James.
Revs died 3 times - twice to Steve, once to Tom Booth (I think...). All is right with the world. And yes, obviously this is in the Assassins game.
It's not good manners to "knife" someone while they're washing their hands, CF. Although, considering the victim, we may let it slide this once.
Next time I will not buy a top one size too big.
Bouncy castles are difficult to negotiate while in a full-length skirt.
The last hour before Survivors' Photo is the hardest to stay awake for.
A lot of Trinity students are wasteful bastards. In general, people should not treat champagne flutes as disposable, and it's fairly obvious to me at least that glasses should not be chucked on the grass.
The Magic Numbers have a lot of hair. Also weight. Pleasing music, if slightly blah... didn't stop me asking the frontman to sign my programme when I saw him in line for the burgers. I can't really read the signature. :D
Cookies are very, very good. Free cookies are even better.
Be very careful if you are ever in a situation where 1) Richard is having a hypo and 2) you've just reached an area with free food. You could lose an arm. :P
Every room should have beanbags.
Celery is exceedingly skilled in arranging hair for these types of things. We're all very grateful. By that I mean all the girls, of course...
Apparently, to get back the value of your ticket you could eat around 105 oysters. Could, yes. Should, no.
Assassins really are everywhere. Even at 6am.
Photographers should use the equipment of the century they're in.
Even guys can get sore feet by the end of a ball. Apparently men's dress shoes aren't particularly well-designed for extended wear either.
The punt filled with ice for the champagne bottles... wow.
Hot air balloon!
Fireworks - "oh no, we have 3 seconds of display time left and I've just uncovered that box we thought we'd misplaced... well, we can't waste them..."
Thinking, "Is it getting lighter or is it just me?"
Then, "Might be a bit lighter."
Then, "Hey, I think there's definitely something like dawn going on..."
Then, "Agh! The light! It burnsss!"
And of course the satisfied feeling you get when going to bed at 7am. Despite the fact that about 4 people have left assorted items in my room. Claim them, please.
And send me some ball photos.
Happyhappyhappy :D
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