Prom Is A Devious Concept
I cannot believe it.
I am baffled and amazed.
Prom.
Didn't.
Suck.
And now it's time for my extensive, exclusive, completely accurate and unbiased review!
This year was much, MUCH better than last year, though that may just be because I wasn't completely alone this time. I went to Jake's house, from there we went with Jenny to Jordan's house, and then met up with Jes and Thomas at the country club where prom was being held.
The first hour and a half or so was spent sitting. Sitting and talking. And starving. Such slow service! But I'm okay with that. There were some fun conversations. We did dangerous things with the glasses and stole flammable paraphanalia.
The meal itself I enjoyed. The chicken was alright, but much better with some steak sauce. Oh, A1, how could I live without you? The potatoes were awesome, and the green beans were tolerable. I did, however, have to put up with the horrid stench of the mushrooms on the steaks that the others had. Ugh, mushrooms....Dessert was divine. Oh, that cheesecake! I would kill for another piece!
After that we, well, sat some more. I did engage in a bit of involuntary dancing. I did horrible, horrible things that should never be repeated. We went outside, and basically stayed there. Only a few trips back in. Then we left.
Now that the tolerable stuff is out of the way, on to the complaints! First and foremost, WHAT WAS WITH THAT NAME?! "A Moonlit Rose Affair." WTF. It's like someone just spliced together the titles from two or three romance novels. Put a little more effort into the creative process, people!!!
There was an awful lot of sex, both literally and figuratively. I wish people could at least wait until the got home or to a hotel, if they can't restrain themselves altogether. Whatever happened to willpower?
The music was horrid. True, they played Billy Jean, and some MC Hammer, and the Electric Slide, but the rest was just stereotypical dance crap.
MY BROTHER SAT AT MY TABLE AND HE WAS MAKING OUT THE WHOLE TIME AND HIS GIRLFRIEND GOT GLITTER ALL OVER MY CHAIR AND I WISH I WAS THE TYPE OF GUY WHO INDULGED IN CURSING BECAUSE RIGHT NOW THAT WOULD BE ALL YOU'D HEAR!!!!!
.....I mean, read.
So, I guess, prom did suck. But I was able to enjoy it anyways. Huzzah for euphoria!
Afterprom was awesome. Oh, so much bowling. I don't think my thumb will ever be the same. I can hardly move it! Well, perhaps I'm stretching the truth a bit....
I didn't win any prizes. I was very upset, and ready to destroy the world, but Shane, thanks a million, vouched for me and got me a couple of unclaimed prizes. A speedway fuel card, which I gave to him as thanks, since I don't drive anyways, and a $25 Applebees gift card. Now I just need to figure out who to go to Applebees with.....
The food was great. Oh, those meatballs. Oh, that BBQ chicken. Wait.....I've been saying "Oh" a lot, haven't I? I'll stop now.
All in all, afterprom was as big a success as it always is. I'm gonna have to come back next year, even though I'll have already graduated. I just can't pass up a chance like that.
So. Last night was incredible, in many senses of the word. But I'm sure I'll forget about most of it within two days. That's the way the cookie crumbles, I suppose.
One last note: I lost a pair of socks at some point last night. I was traumatized.
And the heroic swordfighter says, "Shall we dance? Ha ha!"
I am baffled and amazed.
Prom.
Didn't.
Suck.
And now it's time for my extensive, exclusive, completely accurate and unbiased review!
This year was much, MUCH better than last year, though that may just be because I wasn't completely alone this time. I went to Jake's house, from there we went with Jenny to Jordan's house, and then met up with Jes and Thomas at the country club where prom was being held.
The first hour and a half or so was spent sitting. Sitting and talking. And starving. Such slow service! But I'm okay with that. There were some fun conversations. We did dangerous things with the glasses and stole flammable paraphanalia.
The meal itself I enjoyed. The chicken was alright, but much better with some steak sauce. Oh, A1, how could I live without you? The potatoes were awesome, and the green beans were tolerable. I did, however, have to put up with the horrid stench of the mushrooms on the steaks that the others had. Ugh, mushrooms....Dessert was divine. Oh, that cheesecake! I would kill for another piece!
After that we, well, sat some more. I did engage in a bit of involuntary dancing. I did horrible, horrible things that should never be repeated. We went outside, and basically stayed there. Only a few trips back in. Then we left.
Now that the tolerable stuff is out of the way, on to the complaints! First and foremost, WHAT WAS WITH THAT NAME?! "A Moonlit Rose Affair." WTF. It's like someone just spliced together the titles from two or three romance novels. Put a little more effort into the creative process, people!!!
There was an awful lot of sex, both literally and figuratively. I wish people could at least wait until the got home or to a hotel, if they can't restrain themselves altogether. Whatever happened to willpower?
The music was horrid. True, they played Billy Jean, and some MC Hammer, and the Electric Slide, but the rest was just stereotypical dance crap.
MY BROTHER SAT AT MY TABLE AND HE WAS MAKING OUT THE WHOLE TIME AND HIS GIRLFRIEND GOT GLITTER ALL OVER MY CHAIR AND I WISH I WAS THE TYPE OF GUY WHO INDULGED IN CURSING BECAUSE RIGHT NOW THAT WOULD BE ALL YOU'D HEAR!!!!!
.....I mean, read.
So, I guess, prom did suck. But I was able to enjoy it anyways. Huzzah for euphoria!
Afterprom was awesome. Oh, so much bowling. I don't think my thumb will ever be the same. I can hardly move it! Well, perhaps I'm stretching the truth a bit....
I didn't win any prizes. I was very upset, and ready to destroy the world, but Shane, thanks a million, vouched for me and got me a couple of unclaimed prizes. A speedway fuel card, which I gave to him as thanks, since I don't drive anyways, and a $25 Applebees gift card. Now I just need to figure out who to go to Applebees with.....
The food was great. Oh, those meatballs. Oh, that BBQ chicken. Wait.....I've been saying "Oh" a lot, haven't I? I'll stop now.
All in all, afterprom was as big a success as it always is. I'm gonna have to come back next year, even though I'll have already graduated. I just can't pass up a chance like that.
So. Last night was incredible, in many senses of the word. But I'm sure I'll forget about most of it within two days. That's the way the cookie crumbles, I suppose.
One last note: I lost a pair of socks at some point last night. I was traumatized.
And the heroic swordfighter says, "Shall we dance? Ha ha!"
Pulled from the planet-sized mind of Christopholes around 4:15 PM
4 Comments:
Chris, I don't know what happened to your socks, but I think I might have your belt at my house. Most people will probably read this and wonder why your belt was left at my house. But, I will let them draw their own conclusions.
What conclusions are there to draw? Obviously, I took off my clothes while at your house, and forgot my belt when I left. It's as easy as that. Mwahaha...
Jordan, I told you that I didn't want anymore Jeremiahs. And if I incorrectly guessed the identity of "me" then I apologize for the confusing comment.
lol
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