This was certainly an experience to remember. I supppose I could begin on friday when I both picked up my tux and "officially" asked my date to prom. Yeah, I'd asked her before and we were going together regardless of my asking in a cute way, but she really wanted to be asked cutely. After several aborted attempts, Magda and Ben aided in the venture. See, I'd utterly failed three times to aquire flowers, either because the place I went to didn't sell them (a grocery store) or because I came too early/late. So Maggie had Ben pick some from the JHS rosegardens and then wrapped them for me. It was very cute.
Friday night was Brittany/Maria's birthday party...this was by far the biggest party I'd been at since New Years. Ok, so the drama parties were huge too...but this had that feel too it. I knew a ton of people and was there a long time and we just talked. It was great fun and reminded me of how much we miss out on when we just pop in a movie and zone out for two hours. Not to detract from movies, just to stress moderation in socializing.
So saturday I planed on attending state tennis, then going promming...but when my mom pulled a surprise inspection of the basement, I was forced to stay all morning cleaning. Always fun. Finally got free to take Karolyn to Nancy's to get ready, then went back home to finish cleaning and make myself pretty (which apparently I did rather well). Hauled ass downtown to meet the limo and parked in the same spot I took last year. As for the limo itself, it was pretty sweet, though slightly cramped with everyone onboard, but I managed to get the back bench (by virtue of speed and being really big) so that was sweet. We went to get the girls, but surprise surprise, they weren't ready. They kinda ordered us around, you know, trying to make things perfect while we all waited for Chelsea to show up. We were already in a slight time crunch cause we'd left downtown late and hadn't quite processed how far out Nancy was, but chelse showed and we took off on time. Then to Pat's, where we took innumerable pictures with the parents and stole some soda. Portland City Grill was our dinner destination and was amazing...I started with a beautifully arranged and most tasty Ceasar salade then got a 16oz Rib Eye steak with Pepercorn sauce that I ended up giving to Ken because the steak was truely perfect. Cooked just right, with a delicious marinade...mmmm. I was in heaven. After some brief jokes played with the waiter, we booked it for the Tiffany Center and arrived about 15 minutes before doors closed. We attempted to take a massive limo group picture but somehow lost Dave and Misha. Then Karolyn and I went upstairs for a couples picture before stashing the coat, vest, and purse and hitting the dance floor. The dance itself was by far the best dance of my life. DJ wasn't terrible, the dancing itself was awesome, I think I did "real" dance moves for one of the first times in my life, and other people constantly wanted to take our picture or tell us how cute we looked. I was very proud to be escorting such a mind-shatteringly beautiful girl, and one with social graces and dance ability no less. Possi and Amy got King and Queen, though I hear rumblings of some ballet box stuffing I'm proud that we had two such fine individuals to represent our school. After the dance, we just sat around for 20 minutes soaking in the atmosphere and waiting for lines to die down. As the elevator was broken, we had to walk down 4 flights of stairs and then walk 3 blocks to the car... Karolyn's feet were throbbing by the end, but the joy of the Honda washed away the pain. A few short minutes later, we arrived at Chez Ken to be greeted by wonderful food and a showing of Sidewise. At 2:30ish, the gents retired to Dave's where a all-night poker game and showings of Team America ensued. We returned to Ken's at 9:30 Sunday, only to find a sign saying "not yet" on the door. Mrs. Colwell kept us out for 20 mintues while supposedly the girls got decent...but really, they just hid in a closet in their pj's while we got hungry. Rest of Sunday included taking back the tux, dropping off Karolyn's stuff, and a trip to JNHS (which was quite amusing) before returning home for more cleaning and sleep.
As for the more personal observations of prom...I loved seeing who danced with who and how much. And watching who tried to dance with who and failed. My advice to any juniors contemplating a course of action for senior prom is to find someone you're really comfortable with and ask them, then kick loose at the dance and actually DANCE. A lot of people either ditched their dates, felt uncomfortable with their date, or plain didn't dance at all. Gotta enjoy yourself and push out of your comfort zone. Only other note is to *try your dress on and practice dancing in it* before prom and take note of any potential problems...like, say, almost popping out of it. Short dresses can work, but great care is needed to avoid flashing others. And no matter how cute a dress is on a hanger or whatever, take care to avoid embarassing moments. Oh, and guys, you look cuter when you match your tie and vest to your date's dress. And the Italian sodas rock.
I'm sure there's a bunch more to say, but I need to get back to cleaning or steal a nap. Basically...this prom was everything I ever envisioned having in a prom and more. I cannot envision how I could have had a better time, short of having had the night last longer and having gone for some papa hyden's dessert afterwards...mmm.
I may or may not be at mass tonight...depends on if I'm sleeping or not.
I love you!
Posted by Viper37 at May 22, 2005 03:28 PM