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It’s that time again! 

UCSD Circle K presents our biggest fundraiser of the year: The 17th Annual Masquerade Ball, a late night dance full of magical entertainment such as a live DJ, a service auction, a fashion show, casino tables, and photobooths, all on a THREE DECKER YACHT. Join us for a party, larger than life, this November 15th from 12AM-3:30AM! This event is open to all students; find us on Library Walk for ticket information. Tickets are sold for $30 and transportation will be provided for $5. 

For more event details please visit: http://mball2014.ucsdcki.org/ 

See you there!

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Note: Paxton is masquerading as Maeko Burke, by way of Polyjuice Potion. He is also wearing a mask for the ball. Whether your character recognizes him as “Maeko,” notices Paxton’s false performance, fails to recognize who the person is behind the mask at all, or thinks nothing is amiss is up to you. Paxton is not a practiced liar. 

Paxton’s heart was pounding. He’d glimpsed Evangeline in the crowd just moments before and had whirled around, turning his back on the room. The sight scraped at the insides of his chest. He was sure, absolutely sure, that if she saw him she would recognize him– Polyjuice Potion or no.

Breathing hard, paralyzed, he stood staring at the wall. He should dance. He should go. Just get lost in the crowd, find Merlin or Justin or someone who loved him, and feel. He just wanted to feel good again, to trust his body again. 

Masquerade Ball is approaching and I derno if I’m going anymore. Another 40 out of my pocket. Kinda want to relax and chill on the three day weekend too. Maybe go Disneyland. HAHAHA.

But it’s apparently the “prom” of the club so everyone’s running around looking for dates. And if you don’t have a date, just remember… YOU’RE AN INDEPENDENT BOWL OF RICE WHO DON’T NEED NO SIDEDISH.

Masquerade Ball 2012.

It was fun. A generic response, I know. However, that is how I felt/thought. Nothing memorable happened. I didn’t see anything that caught my eye or felt something special. It was good, and I am glad I went. 

I bought a dress that I am absolutely in love with and got to wore it. I straightened my hair, put some eyeliner and mascara on. Very minimal approach to getting ready I would like to think. I didn’t do anything out of the ordinary or anything that I wouldn’t have done for any other dance. I did the basics.

I volunteered the entire night. I talked to people and took pictures. I spazzed over the cuteness of some couples as well as some people’s dresses.

The night came and went. Just like that.