Junior Prom
This is one of those nights that's worth commemorating in detail.
It started, of course, with me getting ready in a rush and realizing I had no time to tweeze my eyebrows and paint my nails and shave but barely getting it done anyway and dashing off with flapping flip flops, leaving my little brother alone, to the bus stop where there was a perfect air-conditioned 34E waiting...
Kelly did my eyes and face in a flash- it was good, very shimmery- copped some earrings- and we went out to wait for Martha, who pulled up in a minivan minutes later with her little sister. She looked gorgeous with her straightened hair, and while she looked slightly like a drunkard if you thought about it the right way, it was in the best way possible:). Pictures at Andrew's was tedious, and I was bowled over by how dapper Carl looked. It made me really happy. Burt, my date, had a Yellow Subs cummerbund and bowtie... who knew that's what a cummerbund was! The trolley was alright... I couldn't figure out how to eat a Pixie Stix (stick?!) and spilled it all over me.
I love the Fairmount... and the prom had DAMN good chocolate. fuck the chicken, I went for dessert. All I ever wanna do at dances is eat, anyway. I said hi to Billy Doogan and Nathan Allukian, hehe, who I think were... surprised. And Qingni was there and Yvonne looked beautiful and of course the rest of the gang... we all danced together. Tracy showed up and she was a celebrity in her leopard scarf and huge sunglasses and dress... she pulled it off perfectly, and someone compared her to Liza Minelli. But not being single, I have no interest in dancing with anyone, somehow. It feels wrong. (although I'm a hypocrite, because... because) I freaked out partway through (kinda figured it would happen) and made some phone calls and felt a little better. But it's better for me to freak out and have all these emotional turbulences instead of keeping myself solid and shut off and empty. In the way that I didnt feel solid and shut off and empty... I was pleased with how the night went.
Then lots of drama I have no interest in getting into- I was livid but then burst into tears on Martha's shoulder... she's the only person I can cry to. I could say it off the cuff and it would feel right, but if I thought about it... it would be right.
And then I was calmed and felt better.
and from there, the night was really, really, really good.
aaron goodwin, radhika, hannah and her friend who I fell in love with in a platonic way partly because he made me laugh so much it fucking hurt and partly because I got to talk about scoliosis with him, courtney ferguson, emily, carl, tracy, I think that's it. Josh and Joe and Jess and Natasha showed up later on- Josh gave me an arm as we walked through the Arboretum and it was really fun. I was insane, I think, in a huge polo shirt and Tweety shorts. drinks at Store 24, (for which I never paid Joe back) and back to my house, where me and Hannah and her friend with the polo shirt sat peacefully in my room with the fan on us while Tracy turned over and kvetched and we ignored her. I talked about how the sun in just a star and how there are only two genders but there could be more- I saw the connection, but I don't think they did.
And when we went downstairs, it was light out, and I burrowed next to Radhika in the place that Aaron Goodwin once inhabited. And Radhika and I woke up periodically, and each time it was even lighter, and we couldn't believe it was over...
then we said goodbye at the gate, and that was the end
of junior prom.
It started, of course, with me getting ready in a rush and realizing I had no time to tweeze my eyebrows and paint my nails and shave but barely getting it done anyway and dashing off with flapping flip flops, leaving my little brother alone, to the bus stop where there was a perfect air-conditioned 34E waiting...
Kelly did my eyes and face in a flash- it was good, very shimmery- copped some earrings- and we went out to wait for Martha, who pulled up in a minivan minutes later with her little sister. She looked gorgeous with her straightened hair, and while she looked slightly like a drunkard if you thought about it the right way, it was in the best way possible:). Pictures at Andrew's was tedious, and I was bowled over by how dapper Carl looked. It made me really happy. Burt, my date, had a Yellow Subs cummerbund and bowtie... who knew that's what a cummerbund was! The trolley was alright... I couldn't figure out how to eat a Pixie Stix (stick?!) and spilled it all over me.
I love the Fairmount... and the prom had DAMN good chocolate. fuck the chicken, I went for dessert. All I ever wanna do at dances is eat, anyway. I said hi to Billy Doogan and Nathan Allukian, hehe, who I think were... surprised. And Qingni was there and Yvonne looked beautiful and of course the rest of the gang... we all danced together. Tracy showed up and she was a celebrity in her leopard scarf and huge sunglasses and dress... she pulled it off perfectly, and someone compared her to Liza Minelli. But not being single, I have no interest in dancing with anyone, somehow. It feels wrong. (although I'm a hypocrite, because... because) I freaked out partway through (kinda figured it would happen) and made some phone calls and felt a little better. But it's better for me to freak out and have all these emotional turbulences instead of keeping myself solid and shut off and empty. In the way that I didnt feel solid and shut off and empty... I was pleased with how the night went.
Then lots of drama I have no interest in getting into- I was livid but then burst into tears on Martha's shoulder... she's the only person I can cry to. I could say it off the cuff and it would feel right, but if I thought about it... it would be right.
And then I was calmed and felt better.
and from there, the night was really, really, really good.
aaron goodwin, radhika, hannah and her friend who I fell in love with in a platonic way partly because he made me laugh so much it fucking hurt and partly because I got to talk about scoliosis with him, courtney ferguson, emily, carl, tracy, I think that's it. Josh and Joe and Jess and Natasha showed up later on- Josh gave me an arm as we walked through the Arboretum and it was really fun. I was insane, I think, in a huge polo shirt and Tweety shorts. drinks at Store 24, (for which I never paid Joe back) and back to my house, where me and Hannah and her friend with the polo shirt sat peacefully in my room with the fan on us while Tracy turned over and kvetched and we ignored her. I talked about how the sun in just a star and how there are only two genders but there could be more- I saw the connection, but I don't think they did.
And when we went downstairs, it was light out, and I burrowed next to Radhika in the place that Aaron Goodwin once inhabited. And Radhika and I woke up periodically, and each time it was even lighter, and we couldn't believe it was over...
then we said goodbye at the gate, and that was the end
of junior prom.