Prom

I didn't think I would go to my prom. Either of them.

Last night was my junior prom. I had always just assumed I would be the geeky girl sitting in front of her computer or doing homework on the night of prom But this year, a friend of mine got up a group to go, and I was in it—I didn't have to deal with romantic attachments or anything. It was so much fun. As a rule, girls must talk about their dresses, so here is mine: a strapless, floor-length red satiny dress with some decorative, sewn-in folds on one side on the torso. My mom curled my hair and helped with my nails (I'm a cheapskate). Everytime I saw myself in the mirror I was surprised—I don't look "pretty" very often! The friend who got our little group to go to prom (actually, all of us are geeks/nerds and probably would not have dared to go alone) invited us to her house for dinner, where her parents cooked up restaurant-quality steak, along with salad, rice, and croissants, complete with edible flowers. My friend had baked a truffle tart for dessert (it was amazing). We were fashionably late to the dance. We didn't take a limo because they are expensive and this is only our junior prom anyway. We sat at a table and talked, occasionally getting up to dance. Although talking is an understatement; we were screaming over the music because the DJ apparently thought we were all deaf. Somehow I managed to avoid doing the cha-cha slide. My friends poked fun at me for thinking the directions in that song are ambiguous (but they are!). Besides—try doing "cris-cross" or "reverse" in high heels! (I know I could have taken my shoes off, but I knew what had been on that floor—feet, spilled food, and the bottoms of other people's shoes.)

We left with about forty minutes until the end of the dance to go to the school-sponsored After-Prom. We changed out of our lovely dresses into T-shirts and jeans and spent until 4:30 AM bouncing on moon bounces, playing bingo, and eating free food.

I didn't think $60 would be worth spending just to wear an expensive dress for one night and sit around and do nothing. Suprisingly, prom was extremely fun. (And we actually had fun talking and dancing—not just doing nothing.) I hope we do it next year.

Hopefully I will post again soon—I plan to. But right now, I'm tired. I still haven't quite recovered from staying up until 5 AM this morning.

Okay, I thought with the new Google-Blogger that the spell checker would work, but it isn't. Sigh.