Oh, How Time Flies

Has it really been four years already?

Last night, while taking a break from some serious Lady Gaga inspired dance moves, I sat at a table with Schlee and Solak and looked around the room. Looking at all of the first and second year girls and boys, it was hard to believe that that was us not too long ago. I was definitely overcome with a little nostalgia, and a verrrry small part of me wishes we were back in first year.

First year, when you barely knew anyone.. at least not very many people outside the small house we live in. I only brought one dress with me to STU, so I didn't have all that many outfits to choose from, but I probably changed my hair 50 different times to make sure it looked right for my first university formal.

Anna Galvin & I at Winter Formal

Becky Matchett & I at Spring Formal

Ryan and Kate came to visit for a weekend in second year, and that weekend happened to fall on the same as one of the formals. While getting ready we all got pretty trashed in my room and I got in trouble a few times for letting Ryan and Kate wander in the hallway. (Ryan was far from impressed with the house rules, not that any of us care for them all that much either) Joe was my date for this formal, and some of the girls' boyfriends made a trip from NS to come to the formal. All I remember is Ryan being a little too hyped up on RedBull to go to bed and kept bugging me to let him go outside to look at his Europe pictures on his laptop. Katie Francis & I at Formal (Spring or Winter, I forget)

In third year I didn't live in residence, but Lisa, Nick and I made a trip down from the apartment for Spring Formal. For being the most recent formal, aside from last night, I remember very little about this formal. I remember losing my cellphone, luckily the DJ had it. I think we went to the Dip after, because Dip at 1am is tradition.

Ashley Charlton & I at Spring Formal

Fourth year winter formal. Thanks to Mr. Solak it was quite a classy night. We went to Snooty Fox for appetizers and then to the Delta to get ready. The boys came to pick us up, and in groups we took a 20 minute ride in a limo to formal. (My first time in a limo, too!) Formal was fun, but nothing compared to the traditional trip to the Dip after. As we pull up we see a few of the waiters outside, and as we get out of the cab we see glass everywhere. Turns out a fight broke out in the "professional establishment" (HA!) Luckily the two parties involved were still there and yelling at the waiters about what happened and how it was the WAITERS fault. As one guy stood there bleeding everywhere, we figured out that one guy hit another guys woman, which eventually resulted in that guy putting the other guys head through the glass window in the door. They screamed inappropriate things at the waiters and the women screamed at each other to shut up. The scared to death waitress begged to seat us, despite the fact that our whole party had not shown up yet. Probably the best Dip experience of my life. Sadly, I left my camera in the hotel room. Trust me, there would've been nothing keeping me from taking pictures of that night, although one of those bitches would probably knock me out.

Kate Price & I at Winter Formal

Last night was my last university formal. We didn't stay much more than an hour and we weren't drunk, but we DID go to the Dip after. The Dip was the best part, although rockin out to Madonna and Miley Cirus runs a close second, but nothing quite compares to sitting around a table drinking milkshakes and laughing with friends you've had or made in the last four years.

Faye, Anglea, Bliss, Joe, Chrissy, Ashley & I at Spring Formal.