Friday Night...
@ 11:13 PM
Friday is my Dinner & Dance, was also an off day for the whole company. But I still get my morning being disturbed by other people. Kinda frustrating though. So I drag myself of the bed and get ready slowly. Since I'm picking uoo my costume in the afternoon, get ready at Amara hotel (the venue of the D&D) after that, I'd decide I shall wear the high heels there. Besides, I'm not sure where I can put my stuff if I brong them along.
**Things to take note: High heels can make your leg look slimmer & longer, but it also hurt your feet like hell. By the end of the day I can't feel them. They should reserve some seats in the train for women who wear heels not because they enjoy it but because they don't have much choice.**I got ready in the toilet. When I'm half done, I refuse to get out of the toilet. Too embarassing. I felt so over-the-top with my costume. I stayed there from about 4pm all the way to about 7pm. That is how long I need to get ready and to make me get out of the toilet. And guess where I hid my belongings - under my skirt. It wasa big skirt, even if I wore anything underneath, it won't affect the look of the skirt. So I wore the jeans I came in with, stuff my precious belong under in the pocket, and I'm good to go. I have to hold my handphone in my hand though since friends kept calling and messaging me. Hehehe...I don't want to dig under my skirt to get that handphone.
Luckily when I went up to the ballroom, I felt much more better. There are more people more over-the-top than me. Worse will be one of my colleague, wearing her trademark red outfit that she wore to office everyday.
The D&D was fun. Got up the stage when we were playing games asking for people wearing red to be up on stage. Well, my is super-red costume so of course everyone push me up the stage. Got up again to receive token of appreciation with my whole team. The prize is from my boss. I knew what it was but didn't know for what occasion, so when they called us to receive them, I was dumbfounded. Did not realise my boss was that kind and not heartless at all. Got up the stage again when they called all of us who make the effort to dress up for the theme to go up. I was standing in the front row when a flash caught my attention. I realised photographers were all standing in front of the stage taking our photos. I was like "shit! I'm in front". So all I can do is smile helplessly and pose for the pictures. Then we got down the stage, one by one, while receiving a token of appreciation for dressing-up.
Lucky draw time and I was aiming for the iPod Nano sponsored by our courier company. But I didn't wont that. I got the 8th prize. When they were describing it, a microwave, I was praying that they don't call my number while thinking of the 2 microwaves that my sister won on different years when she was in her previous company. But my luck was short. Each digit they called out, I was like "shit!, Shit" until it was confirmed I won that microwave; the 3rd free microwave my family member get to enjoy.
Imagine how I scratched my overly-stiff-hair-due-to-too-much-hair-spray head while sitting on the prize and figuring out how to drag the big bag of costume and the prize home in the middle of the night. I thank my lucky stars, go up to 2 of my friends that I have known for almost 10 years from Primary 4, to the same Secondary school, Polytechnic and now work place, pull a pathetic-poor-Nadiah face and they agreed to help me bring the stuff up to my house.
That was Friday...
Nadiah.
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