[Feeling]
[Okie Dokie]
Orange and White Ball
On Friday, Ricky and I went to the Orange and White Ball, kind of like the senior prom at UT. We went to eat at Buca di Beppo's beforehand, a family-style italian eatery. We received many obvious stares including one from a little girl, about 4-5 years old, who looked at me and said "you look pretty." I think that compliment took precedence over all the other compliments I got from any adult that night. You know how brutally honest kids can be. After that we headed to the dance, fashionably late. As we came up the hill on MLK, you could see searchlights coming from the UT tower area. We followed the lights, and much to our excitement they were for the Orange and White. The valet took Ricky's keys and we walked across Guadalupe to the entrance tent to sign our names and graduation dates. We took pictures of the searchlights, then walked up the red carpet to the dance. I received a peach rose, my very favorite colored rose, from a doorman who said "Welcome, to the Orange and White Ball." The red carpet continued into the Texas Union Ballroom, where a beautiful ice sculpture was on display. We decided to take the formal pictures first, before dancing and making our faces all shiny. After that, Ricky and I cut a SERIOUS rug. We were swinging, waltzing, two-stepping, and if we didn't know how to dance to a song, we made it up and looked badass anyway. Ricky must have learned a lot from his clubbing experience. The boy got rhythm! There was even this huge choreographed-like-in-those-teen-movies part where everyone (even Ricky and except me) knew the steps. Kind of like "hip" line dancing from my junior high pre-teen dance days. It was so cool that we actually knew how to swing while everyone else looked the fool. The band finished around 1am, so we decided that was our cue to leave. We grabbed our commemorative t-shirts and dashed into the rain to get Ricky's car back from the valet. It was such a great night and a great memory to add to the college memoir. As Ricky put it, "who better to spend it with than with the first person I ever met at UT?" Thanks Ricky!
Saturday
On Saturday we were supposed to have a STORM team dinner hosted by two ladies who are leaving the team(kickboxing instructor team). Well, these two hadn't been in class all week and no one remembered that they were having this dinner. So a lot of people didn't show up because they were either out of town or elsewhere. I showed up early to help them with dinner and I told them to call people and hour before dinner time....they bought soooo much food, and then only a couple of people ended up coming and even Larry didn't show up until pretty late, already having eaten. Doh, I felt so bad for them. They're leaving and did this whole dinner and hardly any of the team showed up. Tsk tsk.
Sunday
Sunday was our first softball playoff game. I thought I was going to have to play due to lack of girls, broken thumb and all. But alas, the other team never showed up, the second Sunday in a row. So we won that and scrimmaged another team that had also been stood up. Later I called Nikki and we went and worked out at Gold's Gym. After that we went to Spider House and studied a wee bit, then ended up talking for a couple of hours, closing out the place. Heh, she has that effect on me.
