Graph Lack of Sleep and it's relationships

I'm not sure if you can see my graph but its something I've been thinking about recently, after me not getting enough sleep then the amount of dumb/stupid/rude/and things that make me sound like a dick, thought afterwards "WHAT THE HELL SAM! YOU IDIOT".
I don't like saying those things, and obviously I'm not saying I'm blaming them on a lack of sleep.
I just think there maybe some sort of relationship there, and if there is I need to get more sleep to hopefully sort myself out.

I'm sick of feeling constantly drained, cause due to lack of sleep and other things, that's how I feel at the moment. I need to sort this out. I have found that exercise seems to boast my mood for a while, but later it just returns to a flat drained place. Early night for me tonight I guess!

A better than expected evening.

Yesterday after staying home from school after stuggling to get to sleep before 1am, not getten woken up to watch the NZ vs. Paraguay live, or when my family decided to veiw it but being woken up at various other points in the night. All in all having one of the worst nights of sleep I've had in ages, which is saying a heck of a lot as I havn't been able to have a full nights sleep in weeks! To top it all off I felt like I was going to throw up most of the morning so I decided well, choose to snooze through my alarm and stay in bed until everyone else had left.

Its very warm under the covers with an electric blanket on! I spent the day watching the football, which was to say anything disappointing that we didn't get any goals, or really even come close too many times. Then I proceeded to watch SGU a very frustrating Sci-fi that I am about ready to give up on due to its weak storyline, unbelievable characters, situation and the two of the main characters being complete sluts. You can only watch a spaceship have no air, water, power, ect so many times before you get bored of it.

Anyhow, I thought I was gonna spend the evening at home with the cats, although warm and snug not the most exciting evening to be had. I really didn't feel like being stuck at home. I got a phone call from my dad asking me to do a message for him. The message involved me picking something up from point A and taking it to him at point B. At point B there was my bother, and my Freind Jonny, who invited me to go watch the band 5th Day of May with them at Zebs. The band was awesome. They have a violin!, and a hot chick bassest. ;) It was nice going out and doing something rather than being stuck at home in boringness!

We left half way through the second band which sounded like pop-rock you'd hear on the radio that had a friend who liked to scream so they let him join there band and scream all the lyrics for them. They werent very good. . .

That is the story of how my friday night was better than expected.

Theme Thursday - Triangle

When I was five, my school had a nativity play. I had wanted so badly to play the triangle. It had been my instrument of choice all through kindergarten. Every music time I would wrestle to get my triangle, I thought I was amazing at it. When my nativity play had come along, the day where everyone got there instruments went by, and that was my first sick day. It was also my first field trip. I missed out on too major things that day!

I hadn't really cared to much about the field trip it was to a car museum, I wasn't a car kid. I was a train kid. Thomas was what I had for everything. I had enough track to go all the way around the couch in the lounge!

What really got me upset was the next day when I was feeling better and we had the first nativity play practice. I turned up, when I heard what was going on I went straight for the triangle! Was I upset when Miss Martin told me that the triangle was being played by my class room Nemesis, Christian. I disliked that kid as much as I disliked Jaden from Kindergarten who always pulled my hair, as far as I can remember he did nothing to deserve my dislike. That was over 12 years ago, and five year olds aren't renowned for having Nemesis' for legitimate reasons.

I remember crying at morning tea time, for ages. My teacher came out to check on me and brought me a new instrument one I'd never seen before. She said she'd saved me the most important Job in the whole room 1 orchestra! I was excited, I had no idea how to use my new instrument though. Gently she explained, you use it like this and she showed me. It became immediately obvious what my task was! I was to be the donkeys feet noise. Joyously I practiced, clip, clop, clip, clop. I was brilliant. Donkey's have never, and never will walk with that much enthusiasm and bad rhythm.

I don't remember much about the nativity play, except me playing the clip clop on the donkeys for the one scene. Their were other donkey walkers for the other scenes. I remember one of the angels int the choir got a bleeding nose. Not good in a white dress, or in the middle of a primary school nativity play. It's odd the small things we remember when we think about it.

15 Weeks

15 weeks of classes at MGS. After that I will have to choose what I do with my days. Decide a university, what jobs I try and get. Growing ups terrifying.

I remember a speech that I was given at a camp would have been end of Yr11. It was by this youth pastor, shit that speech scared me. It was make sure you have a plan, if you can. It was a warning to try and sort yourself out before school finishes. He said you need to know what your doing, because the year when after you've left school is according to him the hardest year you'll ever face. You'll find out who your real friends are, he said he found that he didn't really have any.

It scares me to think that next year that could be me. Well I don't think it will be, because I have people who I count as real friends, like Nick, Bob, Lawrence, Matt, Jacob, etc. But who knows when you don't see these people everyday what happens to your relationships? Will they still be there? When you spread out away from your high school and go all over the country to universities, polytech's, in search of careers. What happens then?

What happens if your in my boat and you're almost 18, a few months left to make a decision like what am I going to do next year? Or even scarier where am I going to do it? Sometime I wish my parents would tell me what I'm going to be when I'm growing up, like they have some sort of expectation. They want what I want. Me to get a good job and live a happy life.

How come thiers no way to find out what that is? I mean out of my subjects at school thiers none that excites me 100% of the time. A few of them have moments of excitement. Realistically, I cannot see myself doing anything with them 100% of the time. Economics that was my favourite subject in year 11's not anymore. It bores me, the things that made it interesting, the rules, understanding of society, the assumptions. Are now just tedious.

If I had to be honest I don't really enjoy any of my subjects at the moment, except PE, and that's just cause of the weights training program. Which is probably the only reason I really go to school at the moment, other than the fact I made a commitment at the beginning of the year and I'm going to keep it.

I hope that everything makes sense soon. I hope I can decide what I want to do, who I want to be.

Abs dammit!!

I am getting abs they will be awesome. Many people will look in wonder at my abs and go whoa.
To prove it I will put up my before photo's now. I am going to be a tank, abs are a sign of extreme male fitness; therefore the too go hand in hand. When I succeed in my mission I will repost my before photo and my after. Just because I can.

Self Control

Well the idea of no contact is wasted on me. I can do everything in my power, delete facebook, msn formspring, be un-halved on bebo so many things.

This no contact thing is impossible. When you're with someone for 3years everything you have reminds you of them. I'm listening to new music that's untainted for now until these feelings of attachment disperse. Trying to keep busy, Ceroc to nights a week, football twice a week, Canoe Polo, really getting into my weights training programme, youth group trying to step up into more responsibility, taking on a class at my churches Sunday school.

I can make my self as busy as possible but I still find myself furiously checking her blog manually now cause I'm forcing myself not to follow it. After three years, you know things like email address, blogs, phone numbers, (well not cellphone cause your in my contacts and I suck with numbers usually). I see every update and have my heart jump a beat with different things. I'm wasting my time. She has moved on. Tonight the last blog I'm going to read of hers for a while. Was about no more what ifs. She was talking about possible relationships. She was all about the what if I had done this differently would he be something different to me now? These things do not help me I do not need them in my life so I need more self control. I need to move on with my life.

I want to be someone who when they meet someone they are friends, build a strong relationship one that could last if both party's put in the effort. That's what we had before we both let it slide and stop working. I want to find someone that thinks, yes he's worth the effort, I want to think yes she's worth the effort. What ifs are stupid. I don't want what ifs in my life. I want my life to be mine, and one day with the right person maybe I'll share it.

I am going to try harder to forget the feelings I have for her. To her I am no longer a what if. No more what if her came to my house and apologise said leaving me was a mistake. I don't want to see her driving to my house in every white car I pass on the way to anywhere. I don't need that at the moment if its only in my head.

Maybe one day she will wake up and think where is Sam? What is he doing now? Or she'll meet me when I'm Doctoring (today's chosen profession for me) and think what would my life be if I had stayed with him? Maybe one day sooner than that even.

What if? I cannot control what ifs. God has a plan for me.

Jeremiah 29:11
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future."

To be honest I would like to be a what if in her life. I should be trying to change that. The only advice my parents can give me is time heals all things. Keep busy, eventually you'll be normal again, theres someone out there for you. Perhaps there is? Think Gotta be somebody by Nickleback. Right now theres no one for me; Theres the person my heart wants but that persons heart has lead them away.
Perhaps best friends, we can be soon? My offers for watching football and helping you with your course still stand. I hope we'll be alright soon. I miss your company the most. Be aware my friend that my no contact thing that I'm failing at is only for me contacting you. So if you need me, want me, wish I was there then I will be. You know you were more than just a girlfriend to me. In fact that was probably the least you were to me.

Everymorning

Everymorning for the last few weeks I've been waking up before my alarm. Somedays I've managed to slip back into sleep and pass right through my alarm again. But for the last week on days when I can sleep in I've been finding it impossible. Thoughts goinng though my head, it's wierd I'm not properly awake because I think in ryhme, who does that?

I come up with elaboate poems full of vesus of how I feel and whats going on. How crazy everything is how my heart and my head can't agree and how the heart is constantly hurting. I'm not sure if I should bore the world with my awful poetry and rhymes.

Here are some lyric's that I cannot get out of my head, they're from Nathan Kings Album the crowd. Note these are only a few of the songs that are stuck in my head constantly at the moment.

Wake Up

This could be the night
I could say a few words and make things right
Tap into your sympathy?
I've heard it on the wind
like a hurricane lies near blowing in
And some of them were bound fo you

But I feel aright and I don't know why
Cause I'm sick inside of it all

If you wake up now you can save us all
And this whole bad dream will crumble and fall
Someone pinch me now cause its out of control

I've heard it all before
It's a good thing I don't take take it no more me
When a Billion people count on me
And I see it in your eyes
but with both hands tied how are you going to fight?
And is this how it's gonna be?

If you wake up now you can save us all
And this whole bad dream will crumble and fall
Someone pinch me now cause its out of control

Make it up to them and me
With the line in the sand
Your little chance that they're meant to see

But it I feel alright
and I don't know why
If you wake up now you can save us all
And this whole bad dream will crumble and fall
Someone pinch me now cause its out of control

Someone pinch me now,
Someone pinch me now,

Never Too Late

I'm caught in the middle now
When I should have gone around
You'd have thought I could read the signs
or put up some kind of fight
Now I can't go left or right
No I can't go left or right

I'm trapped in a shrinking room
Is it curtains for me soon?
When the doors locked I know you said;
Take the window out instead
But I struggle even then

But I know it's never too late at all.
Too late at all
Even when it gets too close to call,
It's never too late at all

I'm stuck in a leaking boat with this message that I wrote
Throw a bottle in the sea
maybe you'll come back to me
And this won't stay just a dream
No it won't stay just a dream

Cos I know its never too late at all.
too late at all
Even when it gets too close to call,
It's never too late at all

So help me, the waters raising
and I'm desperate to breathe

I thought I could hear you now
maybe I should have hung around
But my head got the best of me
Still I never could believe
It's too late now
Too late now
Even when it gets too close to call,
It's never too late at all

Not Enough

Here it is the hardest part
where you say 'no' and my tears start
How did this thing not leave the ground
If we weren't that high, why am I so far down

Now it's gone
Love in an instant is gone
Now its hard to believe for so long
That we just couldn't see what we'd done

So I'll hide my love fo you a mile underground
But it's not enough, you just dig it up
And how am I supposed to tunnel my way out
When it's not enough, but I can't give up

Run with me down endless streets
Untie these hands, unbind these feet
with all the symtoms of a fool
But with all the couage of one too

I'd never leave you now
This love was cut and dried
Now all I can do is try
To make you believe me

The Mystery

Your Love is a gallery, and I'm hung on the wall
Portaits of a symphony, and I'm one of the chords

Your love's an orginal, one of a kind
Unfolding in front of me, and I'm part of the design

Your love is a remedy, for all I feel inside
And I know who I'm supposed to be
but it's taking a while

I'm part of the mystery, kept off to oneside
Not making apoligies, for shining a light

Is it hard to believe in someone like me?
Is it hard to rely on what you can't see?
Is it hard to relate to what you're never known?
Is it hard to remain without letting go?

I want to stand where tha world can't hide
And look on the stage where we live and die
I want to see all the plans you used
And make sense of the path I choose

I want to run with the end in mind
Looking ahead at the final prize
I want to run and cross the line
Having fought for whats right.

The next song is my favourite it is also the song that was played on the radio, but I think its awesomely cute and romantic, hopeful.

Eyes For You

I'm looking for familar
Looking for a way back home
Got a feeling you'll be waiting
Guessing that I've seen it all

Seems I've been away forever
Trying to find where I belong
When the awnser has always been
Here in you arms

Because I only have eyes for you
Because I only have eyes for you

Now I'm staring at the ceiling
Trying to lose my tendancy
To forget about the promises
That you said to me

And in spite of all the times
It seemed I could be getting lost
You were less than a breath away
At the most

Because I only have eyes for you
Because I only have eyes for you
Because I only have eyes for you
for you
for you

Now I'm looking at familar
Looking at the way back home
Got a feeling you'll be waiting
Now I've seen it all.

Wouldn't those lyric's being said to you just be everything you want to hear from your partner?

Runaway

I'd run away with you tonight
I'd take a boat and sail
until we saw the light
But somehow I don't think we'll go
The tide has turned and theres so
much that we don't know

Tell me how can I
Have fallen from this high
and managed to survive
and tell me why did we never go,
I swear I don't know you would never tell

I'd run away with you today
I'd steal a car and choose the longest highway
But somehow I don't think we'd last
Theres to much hurt and too much traffic in our path

Tell me how can I
Have fallen from this high
and managed to survive
and tell me why did we never go,
I swear I don't know you would never tell

It used to be so right,
Like nothing could go wrong,
It used to feel so good, I never felt so strong
But now I fall apart a little every day
And you won't let me run away

Tell me how can I
Have fallen from this high
and managed to survive
and tell me why did we never go,
I swear I don't know you would never tell

Tell me how can it be that I
Have fallen from this high
and managed to survive

I'd run away with you tonight
we could up and leave before the morning light
But somehow I don't think we'll go
cause theres a new plan in my soul

I retract my statement about the previous song being my favourite, at the moment its this one because it seems to capture so much of my current emotion. With a few adjustments it could some up all of how I'm feeling. Like the traffic in our path to past*. Although it's 'Never Too late' and the final line new plan in my soul to our souls*. Then the song would be a pretty accurate soundtrack to my feelings at the moment. It's funny when i first heard this song all I could think about was packing up my car, getting food supplies and offering an escape, disappearing a certain person's family batch for a few days. Dreams are only dreams for a reason though. They only exsist in our own worlds; and rarely do they become reality.

Multivax

My friend Lawrence gave me this shot story to read. I find it both facinating and creepy at the same time. If you have a spare 10minutes check it out.

http://www.multivax.com/last_question.html

A new Focus day.

Today at my school we had Christian Focus day. A day where we put aside our regular school classes, go somewhere else and go through a number of sessions designed to present us with a christian perception of key life issues facing us today.

Today was about Alcohol, Abortion, STD's, and biblical investigation into Love and Lust.

The alcohol one, was nothing that new, it just presented us with stats why alcohol shouldn't be so avaliable, it was presented ok, even though the guy presenting it looked like a smaller nervous Nicolas Cage. I was surprised that when he asked people in my group who thought the legal drinking age in New Zealand should be raised to 20 I was the only person who raised my hand. I see alcohol hurting my friends, and it's partly to blame for some events in my life that have hurt me. I do think that my life and that of my peers would benefit from Alcohol being avaliable later in life to us.

Abortion, was more about the growth of a baby from conception, and it challanged us with what we believed, things like when is a Fetis a person, when is it alive. Things that I hadn't really ever considered until now. I'm still not sure if I'm certain of how I would awnser those questions. I was shocked to find that in NZ abortion is legal for severe disabilities up to 40 weeks. Which is right before the baby is born so obviously; my government believes life begins at birth.

STD's was gross, we saw pictures and were told about the dangers of different STD's, I already new that I didn't want to be a person that would fool around with people or kiss strangers. Now I have another reason to up hold my morales, and belief and hopefully help me abstaine until marriage. (something thats probably quite easy to say after a break up)

The Love and Lust one was the one I found most interesting, I don't know why but I voluntered to go in the Love group. I was curious to what the bible says about Love. We ended up reading some of the Songs of Solomen, and interupting it as best we could hoping to find a big picture. We found that God created sex to be beautiful for us. When it is done with one person that we Love with all our heart and mind and soul, that then Sex with complete Love is beautiful. I also learned that Love is strong, Love is shy, Love is selfless sacrifice.

At the end of the Love one I was feeling down, until I realised something that should help me get through this hard time. Love is selfless sacrifice, I know I love someone and want to show them that, but I have been struggling internally about what I want, because at the moment I'm not what they want. This means to truely Love them I must let go, not be selfish and want them, because this will not bring me happiness, if they're with me and don't feel the same back. I have already experienced that during a period of time where most of our relationship was lust. All it brought both of us was pain. I must move on to show my Love for my ex. For leaving them and letting them be happy with someone else is True Love, even if its not the Romantic Love I dreamt of having with them.

Theme Thursday - Camera

Camera's are amazing, especially digital camera's. I am growing up in a generation where camera's are everywhere, everyone has a camera. Most people have one on there phone and are able to snap pictures of anything and everything of interest.

I wonder if we are missing the use of camera's now a days. Sure we have heck loads of pictures, but how many of them ever make it out of the camera? Or off of face book. Is it better having 1000 photo's of one evening all that are average or 20 that are on paper, clean un-photo shopped (I'm pretty sure that at least some of the chicks I know photo shop themselves before uploading at least some of there photos). Surely these tangible photo's that reflect pure un-tainted memory are better than the retouched digital copies. The smiles always look brighter on paper as well.

I'm not sure what I'm tying to say; perhaps it is that it seems that my friends are trying to remember too many of the moments, and perhaps a few good old fashion pictures, like a group photo,(like the one above of me and my friends at the beach) or the smiling couple are better than quick snaps of everyone no matter what there doing.

Someone talking and holding a drink or about to eat a chip is only of interest to, well nobody.
A picture of everyone gathered round smiling into the camera full of happiness will always be better in my book. Perhaps we need to go back to the heart of photo's and camera's and learn to only record what is worth remembering and leave people to drink there drinks in peace.

Is there any answer?

This afternoon I was fine, I don't know if it was the run I went on in my study or the time spent in the weights room, or the Kahlua I had with my afternoon tea, what ever it was I was feeling all right. I wish I knew which one, if one it was. I didn't mind that I was missing Canoe Polo, something that has sadly been the highlight of my week for the past few weeks due to dislocating my finger on Friday playing goalie in an indoor football competition. Or that there was no 2ND XI football for me cause the council closed all of the public grounds. I was alright with that.

Is there any answer that will shut it out? Sure I could drink a lot, but that's just stupid. I can't run forever, I barely survived the run I did this morning in study. I can't sleep forever, I can't even get to sleep when I jump into bed it takes me hours at the moment. I don't want to feel like this, I want to be happy again. Recently I've heard a from a few people that they consider me a smiley person ,or at least they did when I used to see them often. I wish it was true, cause smiles mean happy don't they? What can I do to get happy?
I'm not even sure what things make me happy at the moment, I just do things because I committed to them. I'm trying to do things that should make me happy. I keep falling into my own trap that I built myself years ago. Now I'm suffering for it. Its a bit of a honey trap though, and I do seem to love this honey!

Pain makes u feel alive, it also makes us wish to be dead.

Now that just sounds morbid. . .

Excitement

I miss the little things that used to excite me, the text you get from someone, anyone, saying hey, or that special someone that let you know they were thinking of you. The thrill of the kiss, the happpiness that blurred your head for the rest of the day. The warmth of the hug. The sound of the voice on the other end of the phone when they ring you. The excitement of it all. I miss it.

Time to find something else, perhaps I should listen to my 4.20 wake up calls and take up drugs? Just an Idea!

A better one would be convince my parents I should get a puppy, I'd Love a puppy. My family has lots of pets but none of them have been mine since the last lambs we had and they were that cool. Tastey though.

Repeats

Do you ever read something, and then have to read it again, and again, and again. Just in an attempt to understand it?
I do, it's not the understand like i don't get what its saying, its the struggling to know what it means; and what that could mean to you.
Lately I have been a bit fragile, someone told me to day i was acting insane, which i told them was bit harsh. I settled for crazy. As this has happened to me I'm constantly reading things or seeing pictures, that make me flip out somewhat. I wonder what it could all mean, I read into it a lot, I lose myself into fantastic fantasies or lunatic nightmares. Its odd. I don't know if its lack of sleep. The fact that I haven't really had an appetite in like a week or something else entirely.

WHOA! Music on shuffle and I have found my song for the week; Track 4, on a Hangover You Don't Deserve. Listen to it if you work out what it is ;)

Didn't feel any guilt.

I have come to the conclusion that I am deluded. I have been living in a dream world for a long time now. Its taken me a while to realise, and I'm still not really coming to terms with it, but every things changed. It's time for me to admit that and stop living in a fantasy land, nothing happens the way you expect it to, and I can be as optimistic as I want, be prepared for the best when really I should prepare for the worst. Things will not happen as I want, hints will not be understood, crazy dreams of everything being fixed. The whole boy at the airport or flying around the world to talk to the girl he left and realised he loved, tween romance cliche. I must except the change, move on, grow up.

I used to be terrified of change, the truth was is I was to happy being safe. I didn't want to try new things, meet new people. I was Sam, a safe little boy, I thought safe was good, it was fine, boring. I hated being boring, but it was bare able because I was safe, as long as I was boring there was very little that could hurt me. I was safe in a very small world, my world is still small, and safe but I do strongly believe that this has to change. In my safe world I experienced little, few things that are worth repeating, no adventures. Safe is the old me, the scared me.

My life has been littered with incidences lately where I have planned to do something, something huge, and something has come and blocked my path. An example of this was when I was 100% sure about doing something that was completely new and terrified me, would have involved me doing something that could of potentially hurt some people or myself. He closed the door for a while, giving me time to reflect on it more before I try to do it. Its funny when I think about it. God has a sence of humour, he mixes things around, and forces you to choose new paths. One example is when that a few times in the last week i have gone to make one decision like yes this is what I will do, and immediately after I have committed myself something else arises. Its quite funny for me, he's getting me to do things I was to scared to do. Like next week I'm meeting with my pastor to talk about me taking sunday school for 8-10 year olds, which was something that I had wanted to do but had made lame excuses for not volinteerting. I guess you could call it a Jona situation.

Ever head the expression rules are made to be broken? I do not live by that phrase, its time I believe. I have my morals, I hope they wont break they're strong enough I hope. Today I recognise that my safe world its over, I must enter the real world.

Some rules are made to be broken some are to be bent. Life isn't fare and people get hurt, but its all the way the world works. It's time to become a more exciting person. I am going to be making some changes. No more living in my own world. If you want to help me escape, invite me to experience your world, I want to be more open, adventurous. Help me to expand my world.

Theme Thursday - Candy

My favourite Candy of all time is GUMMY BEARS!
I have no idea why these cute sweet little gummy pieces of goodness are my favouite they just are. They don't taste especially amazing or any different from any other gummy lolly. Perhaps its there size and the fact you can so easily consume one after another after another getting extra satisfaction from each successive one consumed (MARGINAL UTILITY!). Perhaps this is the reason why Gummy Bears are the best candys ever!

Heres an annoying song to get stuck in your head.

Formal 2010

Yesterday was my School formal. My emotions surrounding the formal had been up and down for weeks. My mood changed when I went shopping for formal outfits with my mum and she let me choose what ever I wanted.
My mood brightened, for years I have wanted a pink shirt and Tie. I don't know why it's just been something I've wanted for years! For a while I was to scared to get it. People apparently say I'm gay which is just stupid. My girlfriend forbid me from getting one, because she thought people would call me gay. It was stupid, I know I'm not if people want to say that then its there problem it doesn't change any facts. So this year, not having a date to the formal I was able to wear my dream pink shirt and tie!
It was awesome, people I told at school got shocked looks on there face like I told them I was planning on wearing a freshly skinned cat or something else equally distasteful.
My parents were busy so I had to drive myself to a preformal gathering at Rosies and then to the formal. The biggest problem was this ment that I had to tie my own tie. Something in my several years of school having to wear a tie I have avoided. So I went to
http://www.tie-a-tie.net/windsor.html and I learnt to tie my tie!
At the formal I danced some ceroc, the little bit I could remember. It was fun I mucked about with different people danced like an Idiot. I was having fun wearing an awesome pink shirt and tie so I was happy and if anyone was upset with that its there problem! Below are some photo's of my evening and theres more on my facebook, if you know where that is. ;)



After the formal we went to Laurissa's boyfriends house, as she is house sitting and it was empty for the night. We hung out, watched youtube, watched the movies Grease and Inglorious Basturds. A Good night. The girls decided we'd dress up as this australian comedian Chopper Read so below are proof that yes, we have themes that most people would think silly, and yes we did all invest in fake moustaches! Well on image as this part of the evening was recorded on someone elses camera. All and all last night was a good night, I enjoyed my formal when I thought I wasn't and now I own a Pink shirt and Tie! :)