Prom and the adjunct activities occupied Sunday evening through the first hour or so of Monday morning. It was more or less what I expected -- flashy, loud and fairly fun, the "I'm broke" aspect notwithstanding. It did seem, though, like a regular school dance with nicer clothes, not that I've been to any of this school's prior dances. I may be boring, tense and self-conscious, but that was still some ghastly music. When we first arrived they were playing Good Charlotte, which, regardless of the fact that I like some of their older songs, is obviously and completely wrong for prom. Then they switched to some bling-blingin', cap-bustin', ho-bangin' tunes (a term loosely used) from the 'hood. Jesus wept. Couldn't they've played... I don't know, a waltz? Something that would be more difficult to dry-hump to?
Anyway, there were lots of silly photos to be taken, especially since everyone looked way cool, and eventually somebody assassinated the DJ and put on some slow songs (slow dancing ROFLMAOBBQ) and nobody spiked the punch, and then everyone started leaving because it was over, but Ben & Jerry's was closed and Diana and I talked for way longer than was reasonable considering that she had to get up insanely early to be elsewhere all this week and then I took her home and she left her camera in my car and that reminds me, I still need to take that to school and give it to Tara.
posted on Tuesday, April 19, 2005
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