Pickles and Cheez-Its.
So Prom was The Shit. I loved it. Pictures. Dinner. Dance. Good.
First, Jessica came over to my house and helped me get ready. Note to self: don't paint your nails when you don't have nail polish remover. Getting ready was fun. I felt like I was getting a makeover. And Jessica made me "hot," according to Jessica. Chris came over and Jessica and the Rents took many a picture. Then Chris and I drove over to Matt's house to take group pictures. Everyone looked amazing. The boys in their nice little tuxedos and the girls with their matching eyeshadows and professionaly done hair. We all went over to The Palm in the Ritz Carlton. Oh man. What a place. The customers in the restaurant applauded as we walked to our private back table. It was fun. The food was delish. And deliciously pricey. I ended up chipping in more because we were still short after $700 so dollars. The dance was nice. We had a giant ballroom and I guess 1/8 was dance floor. It wasn't enough, but I enjoyed the sweaty school orgy of a dance. I saw a lot of the other friends. I saw a lot of raunchy dancing. The food they had at the dance looked good, and I wish I had some, but I didn't. The best part was the DJ played Ying Yang Twin's Whisper Song after Chris and I requested it online. That made my night. Oh yeah, and having fun and all. They played Daft Punk. Shit yeah. They played Spice Girls. They played Aqua. They played a lot of songs from VHI's worst songs list, like that techno Cotton Eye Joe. Sweet music. I had a swell prom experience. I'll be doing that again fo real. Peace.
First, Jessica came over to my house and helped me get ready. Note to self: don't paint your nails when you don't have nail polish remover. Getting ready was fun. I felt like I was getting a makeover. And Jessica made me "hot," according to Jessica. Chris came over and Jessica and the Rents took many a picture. Then Chris and I drove over to Matt's house to take group pictures. Everyone looked amazing. The boys in their nice little tuxedos and the girls with their matching eyeshadows and professionaly done hair. We all went over to The Palm in the Ritz Carlton. Oh man. What a place. The customers in the restaurant applauded as we walked to our private back table. It was fun. The food was delish. And deliciously pricey. I ended up chipping in more because we were still short after $700 so dollars. The dance was nice. We had a giant ballroom and I guess 1/8 was dance floor. It wasn't enough, but I enjoyed the sweaty school orgy of a dance. I saw a lot of the other friends. I saw a lot of raunchy dancing. The food they had at the dance looked good, and I wish I had some, but I didn't. The best part was the DJ played Ying Yang Twin's Whisper Song after Chris and I requested it online. That made my night. Oh yeah, and having fun and all. They played Daft Punk. Shit yeah. They played Spice Girls. They played Aqua. They played a lot of songs from VHI's worst songs list, like that techno Cotton Eye Joe. Sweet music. I had a swell prom experience. I'll be doing that again fo real. Peace.