Yes...I know I said I wasn't going to go to the high school prom, but I was forced into it, I swear! I really didn't want to go, because I knew I wouldn't have fun, and that it would just be a bunch of inappropriate music, dresses, and dancing. And I was right. But to be honest...I did have fun overall.
In my group was my best friend, Becky and her boyfriend Nick, and then me and my date, Tyler Kunkel. But everyone calls him Kunkel.
We "dated" in 6th grade for about 5 minutes, haha. But we've always been really good friends. He was also my date for homecoming last year.
So anyway, we went to Cracker Barrel for dinner. Classy, I know. But we didn't want to go somewhere that we knew would be super crowded.
After dinner, we needed to waste some time, so we decided to go to Goodwill. We looked very out of place. It was fun.
The dance itself was very boring, and I didn't really dance that much at all. The whole time, I kept thinking of "eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die." Haha. I don't think I've ever felt so out of place in my life. Being Mormon...you're very different from your peers. But I don't mind.
It was also pretty funny to hear about what people did after the dance. Drinking...drugs...all that jazz. We went to Nick's house, sat around a fire, roasted hot dogs and made s'mores. I'm glad I'm not friends with those people. Very glad indeed.
Staci, I wish I could've done what you suggested. About showing up to the dance in jeans and a t-shirt...but you couldn't get into the dance without the proper attire; a gown or a tux. I was a little bummed.