some enchanted evening

So, a serenade from the Su Fu Du drumline was not the way I wanted to be woken up the morning after my final spring formal. Seriously, isn't there somewhere else they could practice at 9:00 on a Saturday morning? Dianna was to the point of yelling out our window at them, when someone came out of Stewie and told them to go somewhere else. I actually found it somewhat entertaining, except that it took me about an hour to get back to any actual sleeping afterward. Hey, I'm allowed to miss the entire morning after going to bed at...wait...I have no idea what time it actually was when I went to bed. But it sure wasn't early.

Anyway, even though this morning was less than ideal, last night was amazing. I got to wear my amazing green dress one more time, and Mandy spent about an hour doing my hair. Even she isn't entirely sure what she did, and could probably never do it again, but it looked pretty darn sweet. A whole group of us--Me, Dianna, Mandy, Brittany, Meriah, Sherwin, Clay, Liessman and Dustin--went out to dinner before hand at Spezia's. I don't know how to pronounce or even spell the dish I had, but it was good. And the best part was that they have paper and crayons on the tables. We decorated our end of the table pretty well with trees and rainbows and Oregon Trail. (Sherwin got dysentery and Clay died) Also, it seemed to be the USF restaurant of the night, because another group of students were there, as well as Dennis Thum and Karen Sumner. Oh, and Sherwin's parents were at the table right next to us. Seriously, how does that happen?

The dance totally rocked as well. For once, good songs outnumbered the bad, and I don't think I was ever completely bored. This is a marked improvement from previous dances, and I'm glad we got to go out with a good one. It's weird to think that last night was probably the last time I'll see Haley dance to "Thriller" or laugh at how many people I know actually like to dance to the song I refer to as the hip-hop square dance. I may not have any awkward/silly slow dances with my girlfriends. And I certainly hope I will never again hear a dance ended with "Happy Trails." That part was weird. But, minor oddities aside, it was a great night, and an amazing way to begin saying goodbye to USF and the traditions we've had here.

Yes, an amazing night.

-Kim