We like to Samba, ya?
I've given myself a self diagnosis of PPDD (Post Prom Depression Disorder). Prom was like a dolphin. It was hiding in the water all along, but you don't notice how close it is until it rears out of the water and sprays moisture out of its blowhole. The blowhole discharge blinds you momentarily, so by the time you rub your eyes it's gone. Prom is a lot like that, only no blowhole and (regrettably) no dolphin.
But there's nothing funny about dolphins. I've gone to three proms at RHS, and this one was by far the best. I think this mostly had to do with the group/date situation, as it was pretty much exactly as I would hope it to be. But it's always been about the Who and not the Where or What, though.
Here's where I'd tell you why prom was so much fun, but my quads are sore (You can guess why) and as the saying goes, "When your quads are sore, the fingers are next" so I better stop typing. Besides, I only slept between 6:30-7:30 AM last night, so the quality of my writing will decrease I get progressively more and more somnulent. Somnulent. Sure does sound like what it means, right? So I'll write more about prom in a little while, which probably means that I won't get around to it.
But to sum it all up, I left for dinner at 5:25 pm on saturday, and got home on Sunday at 2:15 pm. I was shooting for a full 24 hours for prom, but everybody had to go and study for AP exams, and besides I know you don't wear a watch.
However, I sure did enjoy quality time with a certain somebody! Yay...
But there's nothing funny about dolphins. I've gone to three proms at RHS, and this one was by far the best. I think this mostly had to do with the group/date situation, as it was pretty much exactly as I would hope it to be. But it's always been about the Who and not the Where or What, though.
Here's where I'd tell you why prom was so much fun, but my quads are sore (You can guess why) and as the saying goes, "When your quads are sore, the fingers are next" so I better stop typing. Besides, I only slept between 6:30-7:30 AM last night, so the quality of my writing will decrease I get progressively more and more somnulent. Somnulent. Sure does sound like what it means, right? So I'll write more about prom in a little while, which probably means that I won't get around to it.
But to sum it all up, I left for dinner at 5:25 pm on saturday, and got home on Sunday at 2:15 pm. I was shooting for a full 24 hours for prom, but everybody had to go and study for AP exams, and besides I know you don't wear a watch.
However, I sure did enjoy quality time with a certain somebody! Yay...