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ITT: Share senior prom experiences
My school's prom is today, and I don't know what to expect, but I'll post details when I'm back. If anyone has any funny stories to tell, or if they just want to state that it sucked, go ahead.
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Didn't go to prom, because there are like... people there, or something.
I had two. One sucked, the other was actually pretty good. Don't remember much of either, though.
I didn't go to prom because of family reasons. Just as well though, I heard that year's prom really sucked.
I read that as "senior porn experiences".
Anyway, I didn't go to my school's prom because I was kicked out of school for staging a protest outside the Head Master's office at the time.
I thankfully went for free. A camera was my date. Don't regret not paying for it. It was more or less a glorified Quinceñera.
And everyone hated the DJ, because he just wouldn't shut the fuck up.
I had fun hanging out with my friends, though.
All I did was get drunk with my friends while shitty music was loud. *shrug*
Sister's graduating in a month so I figure I'll do the same, although I don't think I can bring my friends.
We don't have those in myyyy country, rumble.
spain is so weird
next you'll tell me you say "guay" unironically
We do
stupid american drinking laws
My senior prom was somewhat dull. And slightly awkward, because I didn't go with anyone but it's not like my ex wasn't there. I like to just see what everyone's wearing, but that becomes at lot less interesting as soon as you've literally seen everyone.
Contrary to the thread title, my junior prom, my very first, was the interesting one. My then-girlfriend and I were in the prime of our relationship, though not with-it enough to coordinate our outfit color, but whatever. It was mostly fairly fun, except the whole thing was forever ruined by me winning the title of Prince, our junior-year equivalent of Prom King. And my girlfriend sure as hell didn't win Princess...here's what happened.
In my weird little school, the nomination of prom royalty was completely open to anyone in each grade. (That last part I found out when I once tried to, as a sophomore, nominate a senior girl I had a crush on for Queen and was gently rebuffed). Nominees are not told of their nomination until everyone's at the prom, whereupon they are all lined up and then anyone, junior or senior, can vote for any of the positions!
Now, no one liked me and and my girlfriend much, but at least the juniors, my people, seemed to be pulling to get me and her up together as junior royalty. But the seniors, those bastards, who definitely had a few influential assholes among them, fucked the whole thing up. I won Prince, all right, but they managed to get this girl Cameron elected Princess. A fairly common not-my-type, leggy blonde, didn't always seem too smart but didn't really hate me or anything. I was kind of stunned at first but I accepted it the best I could. All the seniors seemed to be cracking up. She seemed more embarrassed than I did, and as we embarked on a near-mandatory slow dance very awkwardly, I realized we'd been set up. Near as I can tell, she was sort of the real target, and I was just supposed to be the bullet, an instrument of humiliation, because who would want to dance with him, right? And so yeah, when that realization hit, I did get kind of angry. But whatever, I made it through, did actually dance with my girlfriend, etc.
The teachers weren't stupid. Next year, prom royalty no longer existed, and I don't think it ever came back. So indirectly, I killed a tradition. And I think some people were kind of mad at me for it. But it wasn't my fault, right? Or was it? To this day, I can't remember whether or not I directly complained to the prom organizers about the situation after it happened! Curse my flawed memory and whatnot. So yeah, that's my story, very verbose as usual. But I don't suppose anyone here can top that, eh?
very verbose as usual. But I don't suppose anyone here can top that, eh?
Meanwhile, in Madass Alex's house
for what is worth, it wasn't legal for me and my friends to drink at that time. at least, with no supervision, anyway.
Every prom I went to sucked.
Well, for me, anyway. It was my own fault, and other people were having fun.
@Forzare: Eh, sort of. That was really the only thing bad about it...but yeah, that wasn't such a good time for me in general. That sort of stuff ruined high school for me. I was having a great experience otherwise and it was basically a fine school. But there's always that one person that everyone hates, and I made the mistake (well, there wasn't much choice) of going for a relationship upgrade, her asking, not mine. And suddenly, bam, hate by extension. Because while everyone was essentially civil to her face and some people might have sort of considered themselves her acquaintances, here I was actually dating her, doing terrible intimate things with someone so gross...obviously I had to be insane, or just as bad as her, right?
Oh wait, this is about proms. I complain about my high school experience too much on this site.
>prom royalty as trolling device
Reminds of a date-by-vote charity event I once attended in Ireland. The picker didn't get to see the applying candidates, and the crowd made sure to clap the hardest for the homeliest. Most of the pickers were sleazy douchebags and the candidates were desperate, so it all balanced itself out.
Anyhow, proms at our school were fancy-dress parties without all those loathsome Murkan trappings. I once attended one in a trenchcoat because I was that type of nerd. They never had an appropriate band, just shitty DJs.
The frat's galas have become awesome since last year, when they had ballroom dancing courses in advance, a wine dinner beforehand and a jazz quartet instead of standard DJs. Best of all, we don't have the overexpensive and tradition-choked idiocy of the preppy frats(mandatory dress-coats, inviting the date in a letter written with a specific ink color).
I have no clue what our theme is going to be, and I still don't know how to dance or anything. But at least I doubt that there are enough jackasses in my class that any sort of dumb date-by-vote thing could be used against anyone.
I kinda hope they have an actual band playing. Last year, a band full of students performed; I'm pretty iffy on them, but it would beat a DJ playing radio hits. Plus, there's a band of four seniors (who I'm admittedly also iffy on, though they're cool people), so that would be sorta neat. They're already pretty successful locally, so it wouldn't be a stretch.
A good breakdown of overstuffed etiquette, although in moonspeak:
Ah, we'll be having our prom in about a month. Luckily, Serbian proms have never had themes and similar shit, and they're usually nothing but simple parties that start off a bit fancier, but that goes to hell the moment people start ordering drinks. Not like it's a bad thing or anything.
The preparations are going great. I have bought a suit today, and I think that it looks pretty damn sharp. Tomorrow I'm going to the skin doctor to get rid of some tiny, but annoying papules on my face.
Next step - get a date.
In contrast, the Homestuck-prom-themed party I attended last week, obscenely nerdy though it was, was utterly glorious. I mean...there was a four-tiered hemospectrum-based cake.
We had two. The first was a formal one at a fancy hall and other fancy stuff. For some reason I don't remember much other than it being fun and that the principal got drunk. The other was just like an ordinary (not formal) party.