The morning after the night before

Last night was the senior prom at school and I have to say that it was the time of my life, even though I was one of the few boys that didn't wear a kilt, never mind going commando (Some of the boys did: One of the guys, Dave Rodger, bent over and everyone near by lifted his kilt and walloped his arse!). Of course, some folk got absolutely drunk (Kudos to Michael Elder for being really drunk before 10PM.) but no-one got aggressive at all (If fact, the drunk ones were just looking stupid and struggling to move in a straight line :Þ).

Most of the night was spent doing one of two things: Drinking or dancing, though there were other things done as well. For example, in the raffle, I won a face mask thing and a hat that didn't fit my head. I got rid of them quickly and they were circulated like mad (Some people like that crap?! O_O) and there was a dancing competition which I hastily bailed out of (Since I was getting tired of dancing at that point) and, of course, the crowning of the prom royalty (Awarded to those who seemed to have the best time).

Anyway, it was the last time everyone will be together and I wouldn't have missed a minute of it. A special thanks go to my yearmates.