Hurrah! Winter Formal!,

In the grand tradition of Winter Formal night, my friends and I had a great time, despite being at the party only 45 minutes. We started at 6:00, where we met at Cafe Istanbul, a Middle Eastern restaurant that I thought I didn’t like, but loved tonight. Usually I’m not the biggest fan of Middle Eastern cuisine, but I completely fell in love with the Turkish pizza. Turkish sausage, feta cheese, onion, and beef on this delicious, soft, thick-crusted bread. Everyone else kept taking all my food! Anyway, Chungy and Nancy arrived 30 minutes later, as is their wont, so we were almost late for “Amelie” next door at the Inwood. Marcelina, Cherise, and I were rather peeved at them. At Amelie, I was shocked that we weren’t carded, as the movie is rated-R. I wanted to feel superior in the knowledge that I was now 17. Oh well. Amelie was still utterly fabulous the second time, and I reccomend it to anyone that’s not an uncultured moron.

Afterwards, we caravanned to Nancy’s house so that Chungy could put on her dress. She and Margaret had made it the night before — completely out of duct tape. Also, keep in mind that Chungy is the world’s most terrifying driver in history. Let me tell you how close to impossible it can be to follow someone that goes 50 in a 35 mph zone. I lost her twice, as every Dallas resident and their dog drives a white car. I could only identify her car by the “2002” message daubed on the back windscreen by considerate Seniors. When we pulled up at Nancy’s, I yelled at Chungy, and Cherise and Marcelina yelled at me until they realized that I was doing my best to follow Chungy, who was the true lunatic. Then we were just all yelling at Chungy. Unfortunately, Nancy’s parents had gone out and the house was locked. We decided to go to the dance and immediately find some place to change her. The dress was gorgeous. Margaret is a genius. Chungy got tons of compliments. She was shocked that she was suddenly treated like a popular person. People loved my sexy date, R2-D2. I was still annoyed that I couldn’t find Obi-Wan, though.

At 10:40, we all left Hockaday for the Cinemark, as we had plans to see Harry Potter. Of course, Chungy informed us that the latest showing was at 10:30, so I drove everyone to the theater (in a sane manner) and we arrived in the middle of the first scene. Thank Percy for previews. I spent the movie explaining things to Marcelina, who hadn’t read the books, and assuring her that the books were far better than the movie, as she was close to falling asleep. I also had a Percy/Oliver/Alan Rickman/Dan-Radcliffe-as-John-Lennon/Weasley twin swoonfest, and provided a running commentary with Cherise. Highly amusing. Afterwards, I took everyone back to their cars at Nancy’s, and we all dispersed. All was right with the world.

Now see our cool buttons. I tripped just as the guy was taking the second picture. Fun. See groovy Artoo and Chungy’s fabulous dress.

Top: Me, Artoo, and Chungy.

Bottom: Nancy, me, Marcelina, Artoo, Cherise, Chungy, Emily, Mimi, and Emily’s date.

I’ll post real pictures eventually.