prom night '05: perspective #1
Oy. It rained when we were taking pictures. Rain, rain, go away.
I was the only one without a date in the whole limo. I felt so left out.
When we got to prom, I sat with the guys who I usually hang out with (DanDave, Zook, Yifan, Arman and Allen) , but they were saying that they wanted me to keep away the girls they didn't like (aka, MY FRIENDS!) and that made me feel guilty on both sides.
Then my 'friends' arrived and they all took pictures together and said 'Rosie, could you take our picture?' Eventually I just started saying that I was a horrible photographer, which is partially true.
Dinner was fine, except when Pellikan decided it would be funny to try to deep throat breadsticks. God, boys are such morons.
After dinner was, you guessed it DANCING!!!!!1111!! The music was terrible. I said I'd dance when there was something worthy to dance to. There wasn't. I requested "Dancing Queen" because I figured, hey, it's a prom, it's the quintessential prom song! But they didn't play it. Bastards.
I spent the majority of the time playing bowling on my cell phone, hiding in the bathroom and trying not to cry so that my mascara wouldn't run. On the bright side, I discovered that I looked really beautiful when I was crying, like in a hi skool movie or something.
It all seemed so pointless...I mean, wasn't this night supposed to mean something? My mom thought I was being ridiculous. Speaking of which, when I tried to call her, my damn cell phone wasn't getting any reception and Anya and Madelyn had just entered the bathroom to fix their make up.
The night dragged on too long, the limo ride home was too long and my dad had been waiting for an hour by the time we got back, so I felt guilty about that.
I can't believe I didn't even think to ask JP to dance to one of the slow dances...I'm so shy it's not even funny.