G'day everyone! Boy, have we had a busy week sorting out the Summer Ball. It's been hectic, stressful, exciting and crazy but we couldn't have been happier with the result.
Early on in the week, the main issue was that we were struggling to sell tickets. To meet our target, we had to sell more than 100 in 4 days, a task which seemed nearly impossible judging by current sales. To make sure that people who wanted tickets got them, Sharah and Master devised a ticket hit list to keep track of things. Indeed, that ninja school training really does come in handy.
Most things had been booked already, however The Voice of Reason and Master did have to sort out the balloons in the middle of the week. At the idea of ordering 100 balloons, ConscienceSarah did consider the possibility of an army of Balloon Jen's...
As Friday morning rolled around, a whole bunch of us were sent to pick up the balloons and bring them back to the Academy. What made it more difficult was the wind, blowing the balloon bags into our faces and making us hold on even tighter. Aside from getting 100 helium balloons back to the Academy, the preparation process went pretty smoothly. Tables were moved, flowers put into vases and balloons placed strategically (with the odd one floating to the ceiling, out of reach).
Now we get to the actual event!
At the beginning of the evening, ANT's shoes proved to be most troublesome, causing her at times to be sinking into the grass. There was also a large stretch of gravel, which I doubt she enjoyed very much.
I think it's fair to say that we really splashed out on food. Aside from the hog roast and noodles, we had a spectacular chocolate fountain, which was enjoyed by many, plus an ice cream van. I think it has to be noted that DisneyLoverMolly had some suspicious-looking sherbet on her ice cream, whilst Master's neon pink cup with purple sauce looked down-right toxic.
There was also plenty entertainment-wise, with Wicks and Cap. getting remarkable caricatures done. And of course, no party is complete without a disco. Naturally, we danced for around 2 hours with frequent breaks outside of the marquee. The inside was almost like an oven, with the smoke machines only adding fuel to the fire. At one point, visibility in the marquee was perhaps a mere 45%. All in all, I think we danced our socks off, sticking by the philosophy of 'go hard or go home'.
At the end of the night, the issue of gravel arose once again. Indeed, gravel was surely the bane of almost everyone.
What a week it's been! I think we can all agree that this Summer Ball could not have been any better. We all had a fantastic time and the hard work and stress has most certainly paid off.
Until next week, have a good one :)
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