I only went to Junior prom, not Senior. I asked a friend from band, a sophomore boy named Justin. Apparently a few other band girls had wanted to ask him, too, but I got there first. I made it clear from the start that we were friends, no pressure, no expectations. I had no problem when he danced with a couple of mutual friends. We boogied down most of the evening, complained about the nasty prom food, and talked and laughed with all of our friends. It was a great evening.
And we looked ADORABLE. Isn't that the only thing that matters, anyway?

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So glad you had a good one! My sad history
Junior Prom: Date's mom went into the hospital that day - didn't go. Never wore the dress, either, and I paid for it myself. (Date's mom got better.)
Senior Prom: Wrangled to stay out all night - date got sick, too sick to dance - went home from prom early (no apres prom at all).
*sigh*
Also, G turned NASCAR monster post was a hoot!
How sad! Well, I never went to any other dances. I didn't date in high school. No one asked. :P
Glad you liked the last post. I love converting people to my way of thinking!! ;)
Yay! Good to know someone enjoyed it ;)
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