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I am Russian so everything has to be bigger and better, some people call me a JAP, but I don't blame them because I am a JAP. My dad owns a limo company so getting one fore the whole night wasn't a problem, my BF comes from a wealthy family and I knew that my prom had to stand out from everyone elses. I ended up getting this crazy D and G dress that was shipped to me from all the way from Bulgaria, where my grandparents live. It was in this cocoa color with crystal sparkles everywhere, and my shoes were custom made to match the dress, they were also colored cocoa.
My mom gave me her finest jewelry with diamonds, because she wanted me to stand out and glow from the crowd, I felt amazing. The prom itself was ify, everyone kinda just sat down and talked until the music started, who ever the the seat placing sucked, because no one knew each other and the people where all mingled together, whatever, I wasn't going to let that ruin my night, my Russian crew got together before prom to plan a Russian prom at pasha, so me and alaz stayed for a bit and then when to a real club in the city. I had no complaints, the music, people, the atmosphere, everything was amazing, I couldn't not ask or a better after prom experience in my life, I danced until the club closed, and now that I am of legal age I go there all the time!1
Anna, Passaic Valley HS, 05
My prom was very very different from everyone elses, yeah there are gay and lesbian proms out there, but have you ever heard of an all girl prom? Well that's the type of prom I attended. My family is very strict, we are from Pakistan, and middle eastern descent, so my family doesn't believe a girl should dance, and show herself in that kind of light to boys. And so me and my friends decided to have an all girl prom. It was amazing, I never had such a great time like this in my life. We all wore out traditional Chador, with a veil that covered our faces, but when we actually got to our prom, we let loose and underneath our Chador, laid beautiful outfits of color, and fabric. The music was playing and we had a remarkable time, the girls didn't have to censor themselves and hold back, we all danced to our favorite tunes, and were able to be ourselves. We feasted on traditional foods as well as untraditional, and had cake, and coffee at the end of prom. It was an amazing night, since we could finally be for one night the fairy princess of the ball, but my night as well as everyone elses had to come to an end, eventually the clock stricked 1, and it was time to go home, everyone put back there Chador, and went back to their everyday lives. But I do have to say, my prom was def a memorable one. I will never forget how we got down to Eminem, and 50 cent. These were some priceless moments. My senior prom ROCKED!
Anonymous, NYC, 2006
Most people I have encountered since my days in high school have told me that my prom experience was weird. Then again, most people thought it weird that I went to a boarding school. Choate Rosemary Hall was a place steeped in traditions, and the prom was nothing different. I distinctly remember the groans of my fellow classmates somewhere around sophomore year when we learned what this final party entailed. First of all, it was not called a prom- it was the Last Hurrah. History told us that when there were two separate schools, The Choate School and Rosemary Hall, they each had an annual formal dance in February. Choate's was called Festivities; Rosemary Hall's was called The Mid. The two traditions merged into a year-end celebration called The Last Hurrah once the schools combined. We were told this, I think, to ease the pain of what came next.
First off, the Last Hurrah was to be held in our dining hall. Yes, my jaw dropped with shock as well. We had a very nice dining hall, one that looked more like an elegant restaurant than a cafeteria, but I always had that movie image of the prom where my friends and I would rent a limo, and a boy would give me a corsage (for what, I don't know). There was no way I could rent that limo if the prom was directly across the street! For a while, the class president made it her goal to get the Hurrah moved off campus, perhaps onto a boat, if not a rental hall. The request was shot down immediately. The next blow was equally shocking. We were told that, in keeping with tradition, the Last Hurrah would be all ballroom dancing. Students were offered weekly lessons in the weeks leading up to the event, and there would be a competition in the final moments of the Hurrah. I decided at that point that I was not going to go to my prom- I was already awkward enough without adding learning to ballroom dance to it.
Flash forward to my senior year. Over time, I began to embrace all of Choate's traditions. I watched the Physics Phlotilla in horror every year, as students tried to cross the murky Science Center pond in home-made boats. I cheered on our football team at Deerfield Day every November, most of the time to no avail. Senior year, the boys had a feast (allegedly including a large pig) with male members of the faculty. I know no other information about the event to this day, as it was a "boys club" type of thing. The female equivalent to that was the Garden Party, where we would invite a member of the junior class and one faculty or staff member to a ceremony celebrating our accomplishments. We would all exchange flowers, take pictures, and eat dainty food. The event was stereotypical at best, but it actually turned out to be a really nice afternoon.
Which led up to the Last Hurrah. The first obstacle was finding a date. You could feel the pressure on everyone, or at least on the females. There was a list of all of our class members in the dean's office. Periodically, someone would go in and either cross their name off if they had a date, or check to see who was still available. One day in the dining hall, there was a scene where two people wanted to invite the same boy, and everyone was anxious to see how it would play out. Both girls, Karen* and Cathy*, sat perched on the ends of their chairs, waiting for him to enter the room. Unfortunately, Karen turned her head at the wrong moment, and Cathy saw him first. I have never seen anyone move so quickly- he didn't even have a chance to get through the doorway. But she had a date, and was able to cross both of their names off in the dean's office. My story was not quite as dramatic. There was a group of boys that my friends and I often compared to ours- both groups pretty much lived in our own worlds and did not care much about the social hierarchy of high school. It only made sense that we should pair up. I actually asked my date- a big step forward for me. I sat in front of the phone for a good ten minutes, annoying everyone with hypothetical situations. Then I took a deep breath and called. The conversation went something like: "hey, I was wondering if you would go to the Last Hurrah with me. Oh, it's Dara." "Yeah, cool." "Okay, cool. I'll see you then."
The second obstacle was the dress. This is the one thing that all girls stress over, and I was no different. My mother offered to make my dress, as she had made the one for my middle school prom. We spent hours in the fabric store until I found the pattern I wanted (one shouldered with a cut-out in the back), and the fabric (bright red). My mother tried to ignore the fact that I had picked out the most obnoxious thing I could find in the store, and made me a beautiful dress that had everyone asking where I bought it. It was important for me that my mother made the dress, as she could not travel from New York to Connecticut for the event. With the date and the dress taken care of, the only thing standing in my way at this point was the ballroom dancing lessons. I'd like to think of myself as a decent dancer- by the end of sophomore year I had come out of my shell a little bit and I would spend every Saturday night at dances in our Student Activities Center. Ballroom dancing was a complete unknown, however, and we only had about six tries to get it right. My date was a very energetic dancer; I remember he used to step on my feet because he would start too early. The entire scenario was like Mad Hot Ballroom, only without the inspiring tales and adorable children. I spent so much time worrying about how I looked, that I'm sure I would have no idea how to waltz today if someone asked me.
What I remember most about the day of the prom was my friends. Though we had dates, it was as if we were going solo. These were the six girls that I had spent four years completely attached at the hip to- we lived together, ate together, pretty much grew up together. It was not even just them- what I loved so much about Choate was the number of people who I knew I would always be friends with in some manner. There was a lot of picture-taking, mostly from the mother's of our friends who were from Connecticut. My date bought me a flower on a pin, which thankfully, I did not stick myself with. A lot of time was spent on the steps in front of the dining hall- Hill House- taking even more pictures, and comparing dresses. Slowly, we made our way in, and I was pretty amazed. The dining hall had been completely transformed. Don't get me wrong, it still looked like our dining hall, but more impressive than usual. There were soft lights and other decorations hanging from the ceiling. The decorations, the band, the gorgeous table settings combined with a group of people in formal wear transformed the place for me. Of course, no one danced at first. Then a few brave souls approached the dance floor and tested the waters. If I remember correctly, it was the announcement of the dance contest that got most people up and moving. My date and I eventually joined- although our dancing was more of a hybrid of ballroom and falling over. I stepped on his foot in my heels a couple times, and he practically threw me around the room in his zeal. I cannot recall who won the competition, as I was more excited by the fact that a DJ came to play "regular" music during the last hour! I awkwardly made my way through my first slow dance, and then the prom was over.
Here is the part where things usually get crazy, right? In the movies, scheming boys have hotel keys, and girls think about the boy they may or may not give their virginity to. If not, there's at least that large party that always leaves someone drunkenly passed out. Our after party was at the Student Activities Center. My date dropped me back at my dorm, where I changed into jeans (I know, the blasphemy!) and rejoined my friends at the after party. We didn't stay very long- somehow the after party made us more aware of the fact that we were doing something different than the majority of high school students. And besides, we still had a curfew. I went back to my dorm, satisfied with the evening- nothing tragic happened, and that was pretty much all I could hope for. I lived in a senior dorm with only five other girls. Our dorm advisor took us out of the dorm (past curfew!) to the local diner, where we had pancakes and talked about our evening. I would say that my prom- sorry, Last Hurrah- experience was weird. I didn't pine after the captain of the football team (the soccer team captain was a different story), or party until all hours of the night. But it all fit somehow. I had that last hurrah with my best friends, slow danced with a guy, and at the very least, I have an interesting story to tell people.
Dara Norwood
Prom Time testimonial
January 19, 2007
Me and Mike have been dating for 6 months and were a gay couple. Even though we were not attending my HS prom, in some parts of the UK, they have alternative proms, such as the one me and mike attended, the Gay prom. The part of town I am from it constantly rains especially during the winter, and so I thought of a great way to ask my Bf out to the prom. My grandparents own this house on a hill and you can see most of the town, me and mike come up there sometimes when we feel down, or just want to talk and enjoy ourselves, and so I thought that would be the perfect place to ask him out to prom. Not only is it quiet, but on certain days after it rains a rainbow appears over the sky. And so I asked my to come out with me on the rainest day of the week and he was sooo hesitate to do it, he was complaining about his loafers getting wet, and his hair getting all messed up. I just told him to trust me, that he wouldn't be disappointed and so we hiked up to my grand dads house with umbrellas in hands, scarves around our necks, sloshing in mud, and puddles. With no where to sit when we arrived, I just looked at him , all drenched in rain, with drops of water down my face and said look, I know this isn't exactly how you would have wanted it to be, but I love you and I wanted to know if you would. " Look I shouted," as the rainbow came out." Mike looked and held my hand. We stood there for a few seconds and then I said , " Go to the prom with me?" Mike didn't even have to answer, we just sealed it off with a kiss, and that was my way of asking my Bf to the prom!
Anonymous 2006
My prom was different, I didn't go with 1 girl. I went with tons of people. A ton of gay and lesbian people. I am a 19yr old teen living in the uk, and believe in equality no matter what your sexual orientation is. Prom was such a significant time in my life because I was able to be myself. I had to struggle with the fact that if I attended my schools prom , I would have to go with a girl, just to FIT IN with my society.
I didn't want to just fit in, I wanted to be who I was , and who I was was GAY!!! I came across a few websites that offered gay prom options and decided to make my prom something magical, a night I would not forget. I didn't wear the classic tuxedo, instead I wore some slacks, and a gay pride shirt under my blazer. I wanted everyone to know that the rainbow on my shirt symbolized a coming out to the world, that I would no longer be censored by my peers or school to go to something I wouldn't appreciate, when I looked back on it.
And so I went to my special prom. I danced the night away with so many great people, and made so many new friends that when I came home my mom told me I was glowing. There was no after party, just me and the new friends that I made, hanging out on the streets and being ourselves. It was incredible to be on the dance floor, partying grinding, and laughing just like all the other proms. I don't remember when I had such a good time, or when I laughed so hard. Even though my prom was small, it meant so much more to me to be sourounded by people that were just like me, GAY, PROUD, and just wanting to spend the night as ourselves.! I will never ever forget my prom, and will tell my children that daddy had the best prom anyone has ever had.
Anonymous 2006
I knew I was gay when I was 12 years old. I had my first and last girlfriend when I was 14 and I never actually told her I was gay because I really didn’t want to hurt her or anything I just found some bullsh!t reason to break up with her. And around 16 I finally told her I was gay…it made her feel better for some reason and after we became best friends. So I wasn’t out to my parents, but there was this boy I really wanted to take to the prom, matt, who also wasn’t out to his parents. But we were sort of with each other. You know what I mean. We hooked up A LOT. Anyway, Sarah (my ex), is hanging out with me and matt, and she says, “how are you guys going to prom together?” The truth is we really wanted to go to prom as a couple but we didn’t want to tell our parents we were gay yet, and that would force us to do it. And we wanted to do it on our own terms, you know?
Sarah makes these plans with a friend for us to go together. And she gets a date for Matt. We make plans to take the same limo. Sarah makes me promise that I won’t hog matt for the entire dance as Melissa really could have gone with someone else. The girls get really into this whole thing and of course I and Matt are stuck paying for the limo and everything. We use the prop prep deal to make excuses to be locked in my room for hours so we could do stuff with out our parents asking questions.
The big day rolls around and Matt and I take the girls to the prom. We decide that it’s not that big a deal for us to dance a few slow dances together. But it felt a little weird doing it in front of everyone. We were a little more comfortable later at Roxy where matt and me really felt like we could just be ourselves. We came out to our parents together that summer---Josh Preston-Manalapan High School-Manalapan, NJ
I could just never figure out how to get a guy to like me or how to get them to ask me out, and I wasn’t going to ask them out or anything. So when time came for me to plan my prom. I was dateless, and I just knew I wasn’t going to get a date. The boys I know are all friends. They worked with me in the school paper or they talked to me in the halls. My friend Anna said, “Hey, you wanna go with me? A girl’s night could be a lot of fun.” Anna isn’t a lesbian and neither am I. we’ve just been friends forever and are having a dating dry spell. I wish there wasn’t so much pressure to be coupled off by senior year. Like prom is that big a deal anyway.
One of the boys I have honors English with Chris is on the prom committee. When I told him I was going with Anna instead of taking a boy, he said, "you know that’s a problem, right?” I was like, “why?” and he said, “Cause the school wants same-sex couples to have signed notes from their parents saying they’re gay, otherwise you can’t do it.” WHAT?!!!
Like I said, I’m not a lesbian, but haven’t you ever just wanted to laugh off something that was supposed to be so serious? Well suddenly going to prom with Anna, another straight female felt important. And I told Anna, and she said, “they can’t do that…it has to be wrong or something.” But we’re not lesbians so what were we supposed to do?
She and I both typed up notes to give to our parents to sign and explain to them that we’re not gay, just single. When I put this in front of my mom, she looked up at me and said, “Honey, you’re gay? Why do you have that giant Johnny Depp poster on your wall?” I then had to explain the school’s policy on the whole gay thing to my mom. She was shocked. She said she was appalled that the school would force kids to come out to their parents just to be themselves at prom. She didn’t agree with it, but she signed my note saying, “Well, at least I know you won’t do something you’ll regret…” Anna had a signed note also.
“How did you explain this to your parents?” I whispered to her while we were on line buying our prom tickets.
“I didn’t, I Just forged her signature. Like I really wanted to explain that one!"
It was fun going with Anna to the prom, if you wanna go with a bunch of girls I strongly suggest it. I got to go prom dress shopping with my date, and I wore this really sexy crimson strapless dress with silver sparkles. Anna and I had matching hair appointments, make up appointments at the mall, and then we went back to our houses put on our dresses and she came over to my house, and I still think her parents went to prom with a boy.
We twirled each other around on the dance floor. We ate our food. We laughed with our friends who thought it was hysterical that we were lesbians for the night. Even though there were a few other same sex couples there that night. Afterwards me and Anna went on the casino cruise and we had such a good time playing. --Mary McBride-Clifton High School-Clifton, NJ Class 02
My prom was different, I didn’t go with 1 girl. I went with tons of people. A ton of gay and lesbian people. I am a 19yr old teen living in the UK, and believe in equality no matter what your sexual orientation is. Prom was such a significant time in my life because I was able to be myself. I had to struggle with the fact that if I attended my schools prom, I would have to go with a girl, just to FIT IN with my society.
I didn’t want to just fit in, I wanted to be who I was, and who I was GAY!!! I came across a few websites that offered gay prom options and decided to make my prom something magical, a night I would not forget. I didn’t wear the classic tuxedo, instead I wore some slacks, and a gay pride shirt under my blazer. I wanted everyone to know that the rainbow on my shirt symbolized a coming out to the world, that I would no longer be censored by my peers or school to go to something I wouldn’t appreciate, when I looked back on it.
And so I went to my special prom. I danced the night away with so many great people, and made so many new friends that when I came home my mom told me I was glowing. There was no after party, just me and the new friends that I made, hanging out on the streets and being ourselves. It was incredible to be on the dance floor, partying grinding, and laughing just like all the other proms. I don’t remember when I had such a good time, or when I laughed so hard. Even though my prom was small, it meant so much more to me to be surrounded by people that were just like me, GAY, PROUD, and just wanting to spend the night as ourselves. I will never ever forget my prom, and will tell my children that daddy had the best prom anyone has ever had.--Anonymous, 06
I am a 16 yr old graduating senior of Math, and science HS. Not only am I shy, but I am very self conscience about my frail, pale, and skinny body, all throughout hs, I had to wear layers of clothing, pants on top of thermals, and jeans which gave me some sort of curvy bulge in my back area, my shirts are always way to big, and even though Abercrombie is probably the only store that carries a 00, i had to shop in the kids Abercrombie because the adult section was way to big for me. Mind you prom was the biggest event of my life, and yes I do have a Bf, as weird as it might sound, since I sound like I would not appeal to anyone, my Bf peter things my fragile body is so IN as he calls it, lol. But shopping for a dress was difficult and that is why I am writing this letter.
To all those girls that are as tiny as I am, and want to look sexy on prom finding that perfect dress is one in a million, it will cost you more to get it altered than to just have one custom made, and so my quest for a dress began, I went to every store in NYC, and then ended up finding my perfect dress in CT. As soon as I got to nordstroms that was it, I saw my Jessica Rabbit, dress, long, RED, and SEXIFIED, just how I wanted to look. I didn't even look at the price I just bought it.
My Bf is not from my school so he had no idea what he was in for, when I told him that I am one of the shyest kids around, not only does no one know who I am in school, but they probably thought I was apart of the white walls that came with the school, since I blend in so well.
Well the night of prom finally arrived and peter was at my house already, and I was having the most severe panic attack of my life, because I was so nervious to show off my undeveloped body to peter and to the entire world, and so I breathed in some fresh air and went down those stairs. Everyone all at once gasped for air, they were amazed at how elegant yet sexy I looked, as I was coming down the stairs I glanced at my reflection in a picture frame and I was amazed at what a lil makeup could do. Me and peter said our goodbyes and went off in our horse and carrage, that night I felt like Cinderella.
I finally arrived at prom, and when I walked out, the people that were chit chating away in front of the hall were shocked. Peter grabbed by hand and escorted me in, Let me tell you, when I got inside through those doors, I felt like a princess, nothing could bother me, NOTHING! Everyone just stood there and started whispering to themselves, because they never seen me this open with my body. I was on cloud 9, and it felt good. Me and peter danced all night and even though I wasn't prom Queen, I def was in peters eyes and that's all that mattered!1
Cindy, Mathematics, Science Research HS, 06
I never danced before my prom. Sure, I went to dances, but I never actually danced with anyone. I just hung out on the sides, talked to my friends and watched the other kids dance. I wasn’t that interested in changing that either. There was this girl that I really liked so I asked her to go to the prom with me and she said yes. I was happy about that. But what if she expected me to dance with her? I didn’t know what I would do. I was hoping she wouldn’t, but she was a hot girl. If I didn’t dance with her, someone else would.
I went to prom with her and our friends in a limo that seated twelve. During the meal, I didn’t really stress cause no one was really dancing. But in between the salad and the main course everyone started dancing with eachother, and she asked me to dance with her. I said ok and I took her hand. She led me on to the floor looking for a spot we could dance. She shouted to me that she didn’t really know how to dance, but didn’t care. That made me feel a lot more comfortable. I danced with her and I liked it. --Ben Kaplan Haddam-Killingworth High SchoolHigganum, Connecticut Class 06
My prom could have been a total disaster if it hadn’t been for my friends. I’ve been planning my prom since I was a freshman. I had this box in my closet with every prom magazine I could lay my hands on. Six months before the prom I went on a diet and a few weeks before the big day, you could grate cheese on my abs. I had the hottest date in school, captain of basketball team, who asked me by bombarding my locker with dozens of white roses. My limousine was all booked. I was going with my 3 best friends and their dates. We even had plans to dance at the Copacabana after the party was over.
The day of the prom arrived. I iced my eyes before school to make them less puffy and I moisturized my skin. I finished the half day of school, and my girls and I drove to my nail and hair appointments. By the end, I had the picture of my hair, and the perfect French manicure with hand painted designs.
That’s when it happened. We were just pulling out of the space on the street when another car rear ended us! My face hit the dashboard…and after my girls exchanged insurance information with the guy that hit us, I finally had a chance to look in the mirror. There it was. A giant black eye!!!
I wanted to die. I’ve been planning prom night for what feels like my whole life. Now, I had a dream date, a dream dress, and a shiner the size of Texas. My BFF, Emily, rushed me back to her place, put a zillion pounds of cover-up on my eye, and then we dressed for our dates.
“What happened to your eye?” Markus asked me when he saw me. I was so ashamed; I didn’t know how to answer. Emily answered for me.
“This &%$#! Rear-ended my car and Katie got smacked up.”
Markus leaned down and spoke to me with a conspiratorial tone, “I’ve never seen anyone look so sexy with a busted eye.”
It turned out to be the prom of my dreams---Jennifer Sorensen Rutherford High School Rutherford, NJ Class 02
My date and I decided to go as just friends. We were going to go in a group, but then we would have had to throw in for the limo. That’s where our problem was. We had two choices, we could either go in a limo or we could do the after prom thing. Rich (My date) and I decided that we’d rather dance till the sun came up than pay 400 dollars that we didn’t have to spend five minutes in the lap of luxury.
The only problem is we didn’t have a ride. How were we going to get there? Only a week before prom and we still had no ride. My sister finally agreed to drive me and Rich to where the prom was.
Though we live in the Bronx we decided to go to the Copacabana for our after prom with 10 of our friends. Rich and I split everything right down the middle. During the last dance at the prom, Rich tells me he’s had feelings for me since freshman year…and didn’t know how to say. I was so shocked I just began to cry, of course ruining my make-up. He kissed me even though I looked like a raccoon!
After the prom, and after I headed to the ladies to fix my make-up, Rich and I danced all night long at the Copacabana. By the end of the night, we were a couple. --Bianca Morales-South Bronx HS-Class 01
I am a 16 yr old graduating senior of Math, and science HS. Not only am I shy, but I am very self conscience about my frail, pale, and skinny body, all throughout hs, I had to wear layers of clothing, pants on top of thermals, and jeans which gave me some sort of curvy bulge in my back area, my shirts are always way to big, and even though Abercrombie is probably the only store that carries a 00, i had to shop in the kids Abercrombie because the adult section was way to big for me. Mind you prom was the biggest event of my life, and yes I do have a Bf, as weird as it might sound, since I sound like I would not appeal to anyone, my Bf peter things my fragile body is so IN as he calls it, lol. But shopping for a dress was difficult and that is why I am writing this letter.
To all those girls that are as tiny as I am, and want to look sexy on prom finding that perfect dress is one in a million, it will cost you more to get it altered than to just have one custom made, and so my quest for a dress began, I went to every store in NYC, and then ended up finding my perfect dress in CT. As soon as I got to nordstroms that was it, I saw my Jessica Rabbit, dress, long, RED, and SEXIFIED, just how I wanted to look. I didn’t even look at the price I just bought it.
My Bf is not from my school so he had no idea what he was in for, when I told him that I am one of the shyest kids around, not only does no one know who I am in school, but they probably thought I was apart of the white walls that came with the school, since I blend in so well.
Well the night of prom finally arrived and peter was at my house already, and I was having the most severe panic attack of my life, because I was so nervious to show off my undeveloped body to peter and to the entire world, and so I breathed in some fresh air and went down those stairs. Everyone all at once gasped for air, they were amazed at how elegant yet sexy I looked, as I was coming down the stairs I glanced at my reflection in a picture frame and I was amazed at what a lil makeup could do. Me and peter said our goodbyes and went off in our horse and carrage, that night I felt like Cinderella.
I finally arrived at prom, and when I walked out, the people that were chit chating away in front of the hall were shocked. Peter grabbed by hand and escorted me in, Let me tell you, when I got inside through those doors, I felt like a princess, nothing could bother me, NOTHING! Everyone just stood there and started whispering to themselves, because they never seen me this open with my body. I was on cloud 9, and it felt good. Me and peter danced all night and even though I wasn’t prom Queen, I def was in peters eyes and that’s all that mattered!--Cindy, Mathematics, Science Research HS, 06
I’m not ugly. I’m really not. I’m a little chubby, I admit that, but not ugly. For my prom I just couldn’t find a date. I really wanted to. But the time just rolled by and no one asked me. I didn’t ask anyone. It ended up like this: my friend mark and his date Rose, my friend Wendy and her date Doug, and me. I wasn’t exactly happy about it. But at least I was going. And I was going with friends.
I really didn’t want to miss my prom night. I bought this dress I loved though. It was gold and it had a really intricate ribbon that twisted around my back. I was so afraid I was going to damage it.
So we get to the prom and mark and Doug take turns dancing with me! It makes me feel like I have 2 dates! Wendy and Rose kept giving me these pitying looks at the table and I that was the only thing that ruined my night. Other than that, I had a really, really good time.
After the limo dropped of us at our houses, the Wendy decided it would be a nice idea to hit the Huck, a local diner and our favorite hang out. There we sat in our gowns, drinking coffee and talking about our future. The next week, Mark came up to me after class and told me that he would have had a much better time bringing me.--Darla Vidal-Union High School-Union, New Jersey-Class 04
My prom was off the hook! Minus all the bumps in the rood and obstacles that I had to go through to get to prom, No one will ever have another prom like I did. So here’s my story, I was a graduating senior of Laurence H.S, class 2001, and had to make some extra money on the side, so I became a promoter and sold tickets to after prom parties. That year I ended up making $12,000 just by selling tickets to Laurence H.S, Lynbrook H.S, and G.W. Hewlett H.S. Not only did I get 1,000 local friends to come to my after prom event which would be held at the Sound Factory, in the city, but I had the hottest girl around my arm and by my side through out the entire prom, but don’t think it was all fun and games and as simple as you think, oh no, I had to really get myself out of a ditch because two weeks before prom it was DEFINITELY NOT SMOOTH SAILING for me!
Every terrible thing that you can imagine had happened to me two weeks before my prom. My prom was on June 6th, which turned out to be a Wednesday, I was graduating from Laurence H.S and was suppose to attend not only my prom, but my Girlfriends prom, and she attended G.W. Hewlett H.S.
Wednesday June 6th was the biggest prom night of the year, and with all the preparations and planning I completely forgot that I had work that day, and could not get out of it until later that night. The plan was to make it to my Girlfriends prom the first half of the night and to make it to mine the last part of the night, and then attend the after party, but my boss at the second job that I work for, was really being an ass and needed me to work those extra few hours, and would not let me get out of work.
I ended up telling Dina that I would not be able to attend her prom, but that we would have just as much fun at mine later that night, and the girl had a conniption, and when I tell you she had a conniption, I mean things were thrown at me, glass was shattered, and I literally saw steam come out of her ears and nose, she looked like a bull all ready to CHARGE AND GO!
It wasn’t a surprise that I got called every name in the book, and then was dumped by my H.S sweetheart. That same night I was really stressed out and went over to my friend, Sofia’s house. We talked about everything, including my options for prom since now I was the single and dateless one. Sofia came up with a brilliant solution… She basically wanted me to take her to my prom, I still think it’s because she wanted to hook up with me, which we did do a lot of after the prom, but she denies it till this day, LOL.
My prom was an amazing night, I mean not only did I have the most gorgeous girl around my arm, who today is not only a model but also an actress, but me and Sofia went to prom in complete A list style, thanks to Promtime.com. They ordered us the limo, and hooked me up with an off the hook tux, they also provided me with a great after party venue at the Sound Factory in addition to a part time job promoting that didn’t interfere with my social life, school work, or my second job. I cannot be more grateful to Promtime.com for helping me achieve the most memorable prom experience of my life.
I ended up getting my X-5 limo free, because I helped book 10 limos in my school, had non alcoholic champagne with Sofia all night long, and then spend the entire night until closing at the best club for after parties, the Sound Factory. I swear I thought making out with Sofia would be the highlight of my night, because she was slamming, but I was wrong, I never ever will forget my prom night, it was by far the best time of my life. After Sound Factory, we ended up going to my house, where my parents gave us more non alcoholic champagne and Sofia later became my girlfriend. So in the long run, the lesson learned here is, that no matter how bad a situation gets, and oh my situation was pretty bad two weeks before prom, never allow things to ruin your prom. Things in the long run will eventually change for the better and you too can have the best prom experience of your life, just like I did! --David Reznik, Class of 2001- Laurence H.S - Laurence, N.Y.
I’ve was dating Adam for two years. At the same time, I’ve been thinking about dating Kyle. But since Kyle was beautiful and popular I really didn’t think I’d get a chance to date him anyway. He always had a girlfriend.
One day, in the middle of our lunch period, Adam and I start shouting at each other across the table. I don’t even remember what we were arguing about. But in the middle of everything, he just says, “Enough is enough, Jamie.” Suddenly I was single again.
Two weeks later Kyle catches up to me while I am walking home. He tells me that he just broke up with sue. I was speechless. He and I go to my house so he can discuss everything. I start asking him questions about what happened and how it happened. And he gives one word answers. Sometimes men suck.
Finally he asks me if I’d like to go to the prom with him, since neither one of us have a date now. I say of course I’d like to go…but then he cuts me off. He says that he’s really glad that we both broke up with our people before the prom. He left that night and didn’t kiss me. That night we didn’t start going out. We started going out after the prom. While I was in my dress, after we spent ourselves at Avalon dancing all night. He walked me up to my door and said, “Now that prom’s over, do you want to go out with me?” he didn’t kiss me until the next day when we had our official first date. --Jamie Daily - East Rutherford High School - East Rutherford, NJ - Class 06
I got asked to prom by my best friend chuck. I really like him, but just as a friend. He wasn’t my type, but he was funny and I thought it would be fun to be with him for this night. I mean if you think about it, prom is more about the senior class having one last night together, rather than being about the dress, or the hair, or about the hooking up. At least, that’s what I like to think.
Chuck was a really considerate and really funny guy. Every time I think about him, it makes me want to smile. He was always cracking jokes and he did a lot of volunteer work, that well…it made me feel like a bad person. It’s a shame he wasn’t cuter, but just because I wasn’t into him doesn’t mean we couldn’t have a good time. I’d probably have more fun with him because the pressure wouldn’t be there. Chuck tells me he heard about this casino cruise he’d heard about and he thought that us and our friends could totally go on it after prom so we didn’t have to go home right away. It sounded like a really good idea to me. And I started to get really excited about the prospect of going to prom with my best friend.
When he picks me up for prom he looks completely transformed. Chuck cleans up really well. It’s like his acne cleared up over night. He got a hair cut. That gross long, unwashed hair out of his face really looked horrible. Since always wore baggy clothes, I never noticed how nice his shoulders were. I could feel my cheeks reddening more and more as we went through the motions of prom. As he handed me out of the limo, like a gentlemen, he actually kissed my hand! I said, “ewww…who are you?” but in my head I was thinking, am I getting a crush on my best friend? At the last dance, Chuck says, “You know I joke a lot, but you’re a great girl. I’m really lucky to have you…as a friend…”
“Just as a friend?” I ask. He looks at me puzzled, but then smiles. That night my best friend became my boyfriend. --Judith Childers-Beacon High School-NYC, New York-Class 05
I didn’t think I’d be going to prom at all! There I was a week away from prom. Tickets were going on sale in two days, and I didn’t have a date, a dress, or anything. The whole thing just kind of sneaks up on you when you’re not looking. I was applying to colleges, running on the track team, working on the school newspaper, and sure it was in the back of my mind but all of my girls were making their plans and I just thought, I’ll just think about it next week…suddenly, there it was a week away. What’s worse is that no one had even asked me. I thought I’d just think about it when someone asked, and no one did. One day, I’m killing time before track practice, stretching my calves out on the fence when one of the sophomore boys jogs up to me. We talk for a few minutes and we start talking about prom and “Do you want to go to prom with me?” just comes out of my mouth! I don’t know what came over me to just blurt it out like that. But he agrees. Well I had to rush through getting everything ready. There was no way we’d get a limo on such short notice and anyway, I don’t have a job and I didn’t think bill would be able to afford something like that with his after school job at the CVS. So I end up driving in my parents Audi.
The selection of dresses left was…well bare. Only the gross stuff was left over and I end up with a dress that is way too long and tacky. It was hot pink and gold with a slit up the back. My make up looked great though. My mom is really good at doing peoples make up and was really happy that she would be able to take pictures of her little girl. My parents take two cars over to bills house so that I could have the other car. They take pictures for like an hour and finally they let us leave.
Bill was such a good date, I can’t even tell you. He CANT DANCE a step, but that didn’t stop him from acting the complete fool…and I love him for it. After the prom, our school had one of those sponsored events, and all of our friends were going to go to that, so we did that too. He walked me to my door and kissed me at the end of the night. Something was different after that. I really began to fall for him. And that summer, we started really dating. Of course, I went to college in the fall so it ended just as quickly as it began. --Elizabeth MacDowell-Sylvania North View High School-Sylvania, Ohio-Class 06
I actually met my boyfriend at a riding competition the summer before my senior year. He doesn’t go to my school and is actually a few years older than me. I told him I wanted him to come with me to my senior prom and he suddenly got really uncomfortable with the idea. Saying that it was a little weird and what would my friends think, since our dates were always just me and him, and my friends really didn’t know him that well. But when I tell him it’s really important to me he agrees and is a really good sport about it. He says he’ll take care of the transportation.
I think he’s going to show up with two horses since Wolfeboro is a really really small town and we could totally ride over to the high school, but instead he shows up with a Bentley! I was so surprised I wanted to fall over. Then he gives me my corsage. It has a blue ribbon on it from the riding competition where we first met. Charlie and me had such a wonderful time at my prom. He was so considerate of everything I thought I would die from happiness. He actually got along well with all of my friends, too.
At the end of the night, around 3am, Charlie and I are walking around the town and we stop in the gazebo, where he tells me he loves me for the first time ever! --Meg Millar-Kingswood Regional High school-Wolfeboro, NH-Class 06
I waited for my date to pick me up for the prom for like an hour and a half. Finally, I realize he’s not coming, so my parents suggest that I call my 22 yr old cousin who lives only a few blocks away and is home from college. He agrees to take me, but says that he doesn’t have a tux, is a suit ok. Honestly, no, it wasn’t ok…but I didn’t want to miss my prom. Marty actually looked really nice in a suit, and at least I knew he wasn’t going to try anything!
He had borrowed his dad’s car, and since it was such short notice, I couldn’t really complain, could I? So he’s not really into the prom, and I wasn’t having a very good time. Everyone keeps asking me where my old date was. I had no idea, and when I saw him Monday morning, he said that his sister had gotten into a car wreck and he was in the emergency room, which is why he didn’t call. I couldn’t be mad about that. Anyway, back to the prom. Me and my cousin are sitting at the table, when one of girls who is a cheerleader comes up to the table and she says, “Marty? What are you doing here with this skank?” I turns out that my cousin had been dating high school girls at my school for a while…and not just one! I was pretty embarrassed that night, but not as embarrassed as he was when I told my mom who told his mom!--Penny Carlton-South Milwaukee High School-Milwaukee, Wisconsin-Class 06
I’m not big into romance. That doesn’t mean I’m not into boyfriends or sex. But never, not once has anyone told me they loved me. My boyfriend in high school was not the romantic type either. He was just someone I could talk to and occasionally sleep with.
He and I had a really fun relationship. We went to lots of movies, and a lot of parties.
Then when it came time for prom, we were excited to go together, because we were both not the type to take it too seriously…except for the dress. I’m still a girl after all. So he and I made plans to go to the prom in a limo with my best friend and her sleazy boyfriend. We don’t hate him, but I think he’s an ass and she is so much better than he is.
Well the night of the prom arrives and my boyfriend is just standing there being sweet as always, and all of our parents are taking pictures and embarrassing us in front of each other. He leans down to me (he’s a full foot taller than I am) and tells me that he can’t wait to get me alone. mmm….
So we’re at the prom now and it’s the middle of a slow dance. Suddenly his face grows serious, like I’ve done something wrong. “Sabrina,” he says, “Please don’t get mad…please don’t dump me…I think I’m in love with you.” I start to cry…mostly because I’m pissed. He just ruined everything. I didn’t want to get that involved with someone who is moving across the country in 3 months! But I could feel it happening to me too. After about 5 minutes of crying, we’re now out in the hall way and I haven’t said anything since he dropped the L bomb. Finally he says, “Say something.”
“I love you” is all I said back.
No we’re not still together. We broke up a while ago after he cheated on me with some skank in his freshman year, but it was the first I love you I’ve ever said --Sabrina Talbert - Coginchaug Regional High School - Durham, Connecticut 04
I broke up with my boyfriend like 2 weeks before prom which totally sucked. I had to figure out a date and all that stuff. I had a guy who dug me from another school, so I asked him if he’d like to go with me. He actually gave me the money to get the prom tickets. He was really sweet. So anyway, we get there and I was wearing this really sexy dress. I was secretly hoping that my ex would see me and get mad jealous. That’s like every girls dream, right?
Anyway, my ex showed up with a blow up doll. I’m not making this up. And my date goes up to him and asks, why would he go to the prom alone and with a blow up doll no less? Then he turns to me while he says, “better than going with her.” I get so angry that I throw my dates drink in his face. My date just looks at me and says, I guess the blow up doll was better than going with you and walks out, stranding me. -Zaire Limmonelly -John Bartram High School-Philadelphia, Pennsylvania-Class 04
My prom story was really funny, actually. I was in a history class arguing about the cold war with this really cute guy. My parents are both Russian immigrants and I lived there until I was 7. So we have a slightly different view of the cold war than most of the people I meet. Anyway, I we started arguing about the fall of the Soviet Union with Michael almost to a shout! My teacher seemed bemused if anything. He and I used to argue a lot.
So it went something like this:
“You just don’t get it!” I shouted
“Maybe not, but you should come to prom with me!” Blink. Blink. I was stunned and for a second I couldn’t say anything I just sat there with my mouth open. I was about to actually say “no way,” when his voice softened and he said, “please,” really sweetly. I could feel the tears welling up and I just nodded. Everyone laughed
So he gives me a call after school and we decide to go on a date to make this whole thing more comfortable. He suggested a movie which was cool with me. That Saturday we went into the city to see the chronicles of narnia which was soooooooo cute. Then we hit up a Starbucks in the village and sat around for hours getting to know each other. By the end of the night, I had a crush on my prom date!
My parents really didn’t do the prom thing when they were my age cause they were kinda poor back then, but they understood it was a huge deal for me. So my mom, who couldn’t see spending a few hundred dollars on a dress came along with me to macys and flatly rejected every dress she saw because she thought they were too revealing. Finally we agreed on this blue dress that had a shawl to cover my shoulders. Dominique my best friend in the whole world was with us, helped me pick it out as a compromise.
So we finalized all of our plans over the next few months and finally that day in May arrived! I woke up with so much excitement and floated from appointment to appointment. We had six people in our limo and a full night ahead of us. First, pictures at my place, then prom, then pasha, then home. And we had the limo for the whole time!!!
In the limo, Michael and I started arguing and by the time we got to the prom, we weren’t speaking. It made the night really awkward. And he wouldn’t dance he just sat at the table. I refused to just sit at the table. So I went to dance with Tiffany, Dominique and their dates.
As we were leaving, Michael pulled me aside and was like, “Hey Yolanda, I’m just going to go home in Keith’s limo. Have fun k?” What a dick! But you know what? I had a much better time without him at Pasha anyway. It’s such an awesome club.
Michael and I didn’t really talk to each other after that. But it’s still one of the most fun nights I’ve ever had. -Yolanda Bardovsky - Forest Hills HS - Queens, NY - Class 06
Prom is a huge event in my family, I mean its an event that stands alone, geez I think it deserves a holiday of its own in my family. My mom is so nerotic, she cooked a whole meal before prom and invited jens parents and her to come and PLUMP OUR STOMACHS UP, as she so calls it. I mean who can blame her, when shes right she is right, my mom has 10 kids and I am the baby, and yes she has been through all 9 proms to know that the food will be gone in 20 sec, and all that will be left is a pile of dust, and the bread basket, LOL.
So jen and her family show up at my house with cameras and the whole shpedangle, and were all having pre prom dinner at my house. This is soo classic, I am laughing at it right this second. So the limo is picking us up and me and jen get ready to go to prom and as we walk outdoor, jens shoe or that pointy thing in the back, whatever u girls call it, gets stuck in the crack of the door. Jen didn't think anything of it since it happens all the time, and as she took a step forward the heel comes flying off. Jen starts to panic and calls for her mom. Her mom is on the way home to get a new pair of shoes, but her dad is trying to fix the pair that she got on, while I am trying to calm her down and tell her that prom is not ruined.
It's now 9 and we are an hr late to prom, all I am thinking of is that thank god my moms feast was a success, because by this time I am sure there is no more food on the table. Jen ended up wearing a pair of shinny flats that I think looked 10x better than those weapons did, and while everyone was complaining about there feet, she was the only one who was very comfortable and didn't have feet that hurt!1
Joseph, Hoboken HS, 06
Me and Sam have known each other for years, and it was destiny that we would go to prom together, it's a very important time in every girls life and u want everything to be perfect, but everything was far from perfect on my prom night.
I had a baby blue dress on, and the night of the prom when me and sam got out of the limo, he noticed a stain on my dress. I didn't think anything of it since I mean what is there that I could do now? I mean I was already at the prom, he told me to check it out in the bathroom and so I did. The one thing every girl dreads on her prom night is getting her PERIOD, mind you, not only did I get it, I stained my dress. I WAS GOING TO DYE. I started to panic and I didn't want to get out of the bathroom, I tried to dab it off, but they left a bigger wetter stain, and I was having a panic attack too. I heard a familiar voice in one of the stalls talking ot her mom in the bathroom and started to cry out, KERA, KERA, and she answered YES?
My life wasn't over afterall, Kera lend me her phone and I called my dad to get my something prom wearable out of my closet, instead of my dad coming to the rescue, my older sister who is married and lives all the way in bklyn, came with one of her old prom dresses. She told me I look fine, that its ok it could happen to everyone and that I should go off and have the best time of my life, because it happens once. And so I did, I had the best time of my life, even though I thought my lie was coming to an end, LOL!1
Mary, Verona HS, 05
I have the body of a 12-year-old boy and nothing will hold up my prom dress! I go shopping with my best friend and we pick out this dress that looks ok. But I don’t have the cleavage to fill it out. I have no hips. So nothing basically will look good on me, but at least the dress I picked out won’t look horrible.
Anyway, we stop in the bra department to find a strapless to go with it and she’s just like, why don’t you just buy those fake things they have at Victoria’s secret, but I’m too embarrassed to get them. So end up buying a regular strapless bra, but on the night of prom, I do end up putting a little toilet paper in there so I won’t look quite so awkward.
Anyway, me and my boyfriend are dancing and he leans over and says, “uh…you might want to tuck yourself in,” and he laughs! I look down and toilet paper is hanging out of the top of my dress! I run to the bathroom and take out the toilette paper so humiliated. And the rest of the night, my boyfriend makes fun of me and by the time we got home from Avalon I wanted to kill him for being such a jerk!--Brittany Gorse-Jones Piscataway High school Piscataway, NJ Class 06
I was nominated for prom queen, and I didn’t know whether or not I’d win, but I was so psyched. People were always telling me that I would win when they saw me in the halls. So I get to the prom and every one is enjoying it and having a good time. My boyfriend is telling me how he can’t believe he’s with the prom queen. Everything was good and everyone was like I’ll bet you’ll get it. I felt so confident.
And they even called me up to the stage as prom queen winner. So I got real excited when they called me up the stage…then the school principle came and whispered something in the class president’s ear, and then the class president was like…oops sorry, we meant Anna! I had to shake her hand on the way down and was so pissed cause I totally hate that bitch. --Cameron Witman Gunderson High School San Jose, California
So I was planning on having this great prom night. And I was all set too. I had my nails done the day before and they looked fabulous. It was the first time I’ve ever had them, though. It was so hard to do anything with these things. I couldn’t use a computer. I couldn’t dial a phone. They were like claws…but they were sexy claws so I didn’t care.
Then there was my dress. It was one of those dresses that looked awful on the hanger, but amazing on. I wouldn’t have even tried it on, but I decided to anyway on an impulse. It was olive green with silver beading around the stomach and bust. I thought it was the most beautiful thing on. It went really well with my dark hair and pale skin.
The night of the prom, my hair is all shiny and curled. I have to say I didn’t really expect to be so tired before the prom even started. So I’m doing up my dress and suddenly, my finger gets caught in the fabric. There was a whole in the dress, and my fingernail was caught. I frantically try to yank it out…but it hurts!!!! After about 5 minutes, I feel this sharp pain my finger…it was awful! But my finger comes loose. Through tears I can see the damage, my middle nail is missing!
In all of my prom pictures, I am giving the camera my middle *nail-less* finger.--Candace Hope Old Bridge High School Old Bridge, NJ Class 04
At first I had the perfect prom date. It was Dan Reese, the cutest boy in school I thought. He asked me early on in the year…Very early…September early. And I was all excited and thought I’d go shopping so I did and I spent 500 dollars on this gorgeous white dress with a floral lacey print on it. I thought I was going to have the perfect prom. I was wrong.
Three months before the prom, Dan called me and told me that he wasn’t taking me to the prom anymore. He said he wanted to take the new girl from California who is in model congress with him. I was so pissed I wanted to freakin kill him. But instead I said I understood, cause we weren’t actually a couple or anything. After he hung up I started hitting pillows and crying hysterically. I’m still pissed about that.
So I figured someone else would ask me. No one did. I ended up buying the prom ticket anyway and going with my younger cousin, Freddie, who I drove in my parents Crown Victoria. After the prom we drove right home and all I could think about was how I would have liked to gone with my original date. It was so embarrassing. --Georgia Peters - Hasbrouck Heights High School - Hasbrouck Heights, New Jersey - Class 06
My prom night rocked! Me and 6 of my favorite girls went in a group together, no boyz allowed! We all coordinated our prom dresses. In fact we all had matching tiaras. We planned an awesome after prom party. Jackie scored us V.I.P passes to Roxy on 18th street. Hun, I can’t tell you how awesome it felt rolling up there in a white stretch limo like we were celebs’ or something. The music there was awesome and there were a bunch of different places we could go inside it.
I was partying out to Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” when my heel broke. I guess it serves me right for dancing all night on a pair of shoes I bought from Pay less! I danced the rest of the night barefoot (actually Melissa let me borrow a pair of socks she had stuffed in her purse), and was really glad we had that limo at the end of the night. Could you imagine walking home in socks?---Jodie Fleming-Nightingale-Bamford-Class 02
So I met this guy in my lunch that I was totally into. And I really liked. Has asked me if was going to prom, and I said I already had a date, cause it was true. I alreyd agreed to go with my bud, matt. But I promised him a dance there. So matt and I are like having a good time, and this guy I like comes and asks me for the dance I promised.
Matt didn’t have a problem or anything cause we weren’t datin or nothing. Anyway, I start dancing with him and it’s a fast song, and I start raisin my arms, and my strapless dress comes down a little and the rubber things I bought from victoria’s secret pop out. Everyone started laughin. I was so embarrassed. I never talked to the guy again. --Nicole Johnson-Edmonson Westside High School-Baltimore, Maryland-Class 06
Hector asked me to the prom in January and I was glad cause that gave me plenty of time to shop for a dress I found this beautiful black dress that had black beading down the front and this nice deep v. it really showed off my curves, I thought. I also bought the perfect strappy sandals that had a super high heel and looked just like the more expensive ones in Vogue from Jimmy Choo. I loved those. But couldn’t afford 600 bucks for a pair of shoes!
So anyway, my friends and I all plan everything out and the boys spilt the costs. We get the hottest limo we can find and we plan on going into NYC and taking the Sunrise cruise cause it sounded so romantic. Everything was set up to be perfect and I was so excited about getting started. I had my hair done and I had silk wraps put on my nails and I even had the black channel nail polish for the manicurist to use.
So the night of the prom comes and it’s raining like you wouldn’t believe and its ruining everyone’s hair, so we skip the pictures and just jump in the limo when it arrives.
While me and Chris are dancing he steps on my dress and I hear a loud RRRIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!! OMG NO! I start try to look behind me to see that Jon was stepping on my dress while dancing with his girlfriend. I tried to shout at him but the music was too loud. Chris hears me though and moves him off my dress. I run immediately to the bathroom to assess the damage and there it is: the zipper had split right down the side. I wanted to die. --Sherry Walkin-Columbia Senior high school -Maplewood, NJ -Class 06
My gf Stacy was makin a big deal about all the prom stuff, but I jus wanted 2, you kno, have a good time. We made a deal. She’d plan all the stuff b-fore prom, and Id handle the after stuff. She picked this ritzy place for dinner…Brasserie, it was called. French food and sh!t. Actually, it wasn’t too bad…but it cost a ton.
The actual prom was fun tho. There was this mad good DJ who kept playin’ these f#!kin great Hip Hop and R and B. Stacy was also lookin mad sexy and I wanted her so bad that I was pissed that we had to do a whole f#@kin night to go thru bfore I could take her home, kno?
Afterwards we went back to our home to change and ended up taken the subway to this place New York Comedy Club. Our tickets got us some free drinks and snacks n’ shit. Since I spent so much on dinner and was on my feet the whole night, it was nice to lay back and just laff for a while.--Ed Lopez-Robert F. Kennedy Community High School -Class 05
I was pretty excited about going to the prom. My boyfriend wasn’t all that into it, so I made most of the plans. We booked a white stretch limo with 6 of our closest friends, and then we all planned to have a typical New Jersey after prom…The local diner in our ball gowns. It’s a favorite.
My parents told me I had to be home by 2 a.m. on the night of my prom. The thing was I was having such a good time at the prom that afterwards, my boyfriend, my friends and I decided to drive down to the Jersey shore for a little bit of fun. We weren’t drinking, we weren’t having sex or doing anything…you know that we’re supposed to do on prom. We just wanted to have our one last night together.
So anyway, we meant to get home earlier, but we ended up falling asleep on the beach in our gowns and tuxes. When my boyfriend looked at his watch he started freaking out and we all piled into our cars and drove like mad towards home. My mom freaked out and grounded me for two months --Edith Patel-Jackson High School-Jackson, New Jersey
I was asked to prom by a boy I didn’t really like, but didn’t really have a problem with. He was the class clown. Scott had this odd sense of humor, like he could see the humor in everything, and those fortunate to be in his circle would be the only ones to get whatever joke there was, even if it wasn’t funny. I was kinda shocked that he asked me, cause he actually is pretty popular.
Anyway, we decide not to waist the money on a limo, but did decide to go to the NY Comedy Club…cause we really didn’t just want to go home after. I was really excited about buying a dress. My sister took me shopping because she has really great taste. She picked out this black dress with a little slits in the side. It cost me 300 dollars though, and I was like…that’s a months worth of work! I better have a great time.
I totally did. Scott looked a little funny in a tuxedo. It was even funnier trying to keep a straight face while he was trying to pinch my butt while my parents were taking pictures. The only down side of the night was when I accidentally set the table napkin on fire. ---Elise Fey-Greenport High School-Greenport, New York-Class 06
So I don’t want to give anyone too much insight to what happened at my prom, cuz if my parents saw everything they wouldn’t like it too much. My boyfriend Alex and already knew we were taking each other, so I wasn’t too worried about getting a date. Alex even came with me to pick out my dress, which made me so happy. He looked bored while we were there though. I wanted something that would match this tattoo I have on my back. It ended up being this tight little dress that cinched at the waist and showed off my boobs so well. God it was so sexy. I love dresses like that. I wish I could dress like that every day. The shoes I wore were these strappy sandals that had strings that went all the way up t to my calves. Alex has an older brother that got us a hotel we could stay at in Manhattan so we didn’t have to go home after the after party at Pasha.
So we go to the prom right, and Alex and I are dancing with each other and in groups. And having this great time. And we start talking about the end of high school and the start of real life and suddenly he interrupts me and he’s like, “Elise, you know, I love you, right?” He gives me this knee buckling kiss that literally made me want to fall down with happiness. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have met a guy as wonderful as Alex…or as cute!!! ---Elise Stefano-New Utrecht High School-Brooklyn, NY-Class 05
Sigh. I miss my prom! My boyfriend was my date and he was so sweet that night! He was really patient while my parents snapped pictures for like two hours. My little sister wanted to get in the pictures, so there are a lot of pictures with her in them. My parents took a lot of pictures outside and the sun kept getting in my eyes. I look very squinty in most of them. Lol!
My boyfriend and I were inseparable during the prom. We kept sneaking into the other rooms to kiss each other and then we would go back and just dance some more. I didn’t eat much at the prom. I think I picked at the salad, but the food so wasn’t on my diet and the desert was way too fatty.
After the prom was over, and everyone in our limo was dropped off, my boyfriend drove back over to my house with a large blanket. We didn’t have sex or anything. We just laid down in my back yard and talked all night. We talked about how much fun we had at prom, what we wanted to do with our lives and our future. It was one of the best nights of my life, and I’ll never forget. ---Meredith Crop-Fort Lauderdale High School-Fort Lauderdale, Florida-Class 03
I decided to go with my friends to the prom and I didn’t really want a date r nything like that cus we don’t want to deal with the shit girls put you through when theyre planning proms they’re all giddy and half the guys I know aren’t getting any and it sux when you gotta put up wit that kind of shit from girls.
So we decided to take a cab cause we had no girls to impress that night . We rolled up in there and took the place over everyone was watchin our moves and by the end of it there were girls who totally would have gone with us had they not had guys who would have started something
So then we called a cab from marcos phone and we went over in to Manhattan to go to the copa and it fcking rocked. We were all smooth with the ladies there and I ended up going home with some girlie who was sic of the boy she had taken w/her to prom.--Miguel Sanchez-F.D.R HS-Brooklyn, NY-Class 05
Prom was the best experience ever! My boyfriend Jeff and I had been planning the event for a whole year, because we’ve been friends forever and promised that we’d go together even before we were going out. I bought the tickets, and he paid for the limo. We chipped in for the after prom party, even though that was so cheap in comparison to everything else we needed. That night, I remember feeling like such a princess. It was so romantic. Jeff kept telling me how beautiful I was, and he really looked like a handsome prince. By the time we got to Avalon, I thought the night couldn’t get any better, but I was wrong! The music was so hot and the club it self was amazing. I floated home that day at 6AM! --Simone Masterson-Sparta HS-Class 06
There was this guy in my high school I had a HUGE crush on. He wasn’t really that cute, but he had really great eyes and there was something about him that made me think he was somehow deeper than the other kids. I didn’t have the nerve to ask him to the prom. But he ended up going to prom with my best friend. I introduced him to at MY SWEET SIXTEEN! She was my best friend, and still is, so it’s not like I could get mad or anything. But I was mad. Actually, scratch that, I was REALLY PISSED.
I ended up going with my 3rd choice to prom. He was a guy on the track team with me, well we never ran together, but we stretched together. Don was actually much cuter than Alex, but I had a crush! Liza and Alex came in our limo because Liza was my best friend and didn’t know anyone else at my school. For one dance, Liza and I switch partners. I was so excited just to be touched by Alex, but I didn’t want to give anything away, because I’d rather die than let him know that I liked him.
When Don comes back to me for the next dance he asks to see me outside. I walk out into the foyer with him and he tells me that Liza felt really bad about going with Alex to the prom, cause she knew I had a crush on him, but that he thought I was a bit of a stalker, which in my opinion made no sense. I mean I didn’t even have his phone number. I DON’T HAVE TIME TO BE A STALKER. I’M TO BUSY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That’s not what Don really wanted to talk about though. He wanted to know if I actually liked Alex, and if I did, why did I go with him? Don, it turns out, had a huge crush on me, and thought I was “different.” So Alex wasn’t what I thought he was. He’s a toad and now my poor best friend is stuck with him. Don, as it turns out was the prince. After that night, I had my first real boyfriend. I love him so much!!!!--Yvonne Herbie-The Hun School-Princeton, New Jersey
I was so nervous asking joanne to prom. She was just so pretty. She had eyes the color of violets. I wanted to be with her. One day I saw her as I was walking back to my car and she said hi to me. I don’t know why I took that as my cue, but I asked her right then. Stupid I know. But she said yes…so it worked
I never thought id be going to prom with a goddess. I just thought I’d go with, you know a normal person. I didn’t have any money of my own. I was too busy with sports to work. I never really had time. I had to ask my parents for the money. They wanted to meet her. I told her if I had to introduce them, it would be right before prom, then they could take pictures like the rest of the parents do. For some reason, they gave me the money for the limo and the tux rental. I was surprised.
I made sure to get a hair cut right before the prom, I ordered the limo, and I really didn’t speak to Joanne that much after, because she was just so beautiful…I kept freezing. She asked me what I thought of going into the city after prom and I just said ok. She came to me a few days later with an idea to go to a NY comedy club and I was fine with that. so I took the number she gave me for the reservations and I made them adding the expense to the “I owe mom and dad” list.
My parents followed my car in their car so they could take pictures of me and Joanne at her house with our friends. She let me slip the corsage on her wrist and she pinned my boutonniere on me. The scent of her perfume was just intoxicating. I couldn’t help but smile like a fool the whole night.
I made a poor attempt at dancing at the prom, and was happy it was over when it was. I was also really happy that we went to a comedy club afterwards, cause I’m not a good dancer at all
At Joanne’s door, I give her a chaste kiss on her cheek and she pulls me back for our first real kiss. We started dating that night. Now we go to the same college, and we’re still together. --Walter Parker-East Brunswick High School-East Brunswick, NJ-Class 05
Yo. Wut up? So my prom was a few years ago but I remember it pretty good. There was this hot chick who used to cum out w/ us when we were hangin out. She was asian and danced a lot. We had a computer class together. That was the only class I really went to and liked. I was real scared to ask her cause she was sexy as hell. I nearly choked and started sweatin.
But she said ok and we started hangin out a lot more to plan everythin. I thought my parents wuldn’t like her, but they did. she mostly took care of everythin. Cept the limo. I had to find out where to get that from. Man it costs mad f#Ckin money! She told me where to get the suit and stuff. It wasn’t that comfortable and I felt kinda funny. I wanted to do somethin more my style. we were meeting at her place. Her mom is kinda strict. Shes a real good student. I ain’t that good a student. I could be if I wanted tho.
So we met at her place about 6 and her mom flashed lots o pictures. The limo was a lil run down and Id wished I coulda seen you know…pics of it first
We were hookin up in the limo the whole time. And my boyz that were wid me were all hookin up wid there girls too. The night pretty much was like that the whole night. We all went right from prom to NYC comedy club an it was hot cuz it had free shit. Ya know?--Ty Johnson,-John Dewey HS.-Brooklyn, NY-Class 04
I had a crush on dean for the looooooooooooooooongest time eva! All I wanted was to take him to the prom and I heard that he might ask me cause we used to all hang out together right? So anyway, I don’t wait for no one to ask me and I just go and get my dress, cause I figure I can go alone if I have to, and I don’t want to be stuck with no dress that make me look bad. So I buy this real hot backless black and white dress with a real low neckline and I just know that I’ll look so fly. Finally 2 months b4 the prom the guy finally gets the balls to ask me and he’s all like, you wanna go and I was like yah aight.
So like he and I don’t really make the plans together or nuthin we just agree on the time. He takes care of most of the shit. I know that his crew is prolly gonna wanna go in our car, tho. That day I get my hair dun up all fancy and I have this real nice jewelry I bought to go with my dress. I put sparkles around my eyes and I use a body shimmer.
Dean shows up at mine at 7 so my mom could take pics, and so we could pick up the rest of our crew with dis long ass stretch hummer.
So we go to the prom and we dance for the whole stretch. We can’t keep our hands off each other. Then we go into NYC in the hummer and we go to Exit and we kept dancing till the sun came up and I had the finest night with the finest boy--Tina Monroe-Christopher Columbus High School-Bronx, New York-Class 06
So I didn't think that I was going to go to Prom at all because my girl at the time went to another school. So I wasn't going to stress it I was gonna just chill with some friends that had nothing to do with Prom and nothing to do with school stuff.
It was only a few days before Prom that Jenna; this girl I had a crush on for years. She was always with the popular crowd in school, but she was my lab partner in Chem class for a year. Anyway; I just ran into her one day and we started talking. One day I came over to her house and we made out for a few hours. I thought she was dating someone, she was always dating someone. But I guess from then on she was dating me.
I had no desire to go to the Prom at this point either, but she really wanted to go; so I thought "why not." It would be a lot of money, but I get to show off a little to the guys that thought I was a looser for the last 4 years.
I picked out a corsage, I rented a tux, I did my best to look classy I showed up at her door, picked her up and we just went. We had a great time at prom, we drank, we partied. I honestly had a blast. We didn't have it in the fanciest hotel; but it was really great.
Then afterwards; well we parked the car and we did it. It was the first time for me, but she wasn't a virgin. She said she had lots of experience. And for me it was great. I guess prom night for me was great even though I didn't come with a whole lot of my friends, I wasn't even planning on being there at all, but it turned out to be the best night of my life so far. There's been lot's of stuff since that has topped it, but I'm glad I was open minded and I'm glad I was lucky.
Jack Garziniddi
Madison High School 2003
Brooklyn New York.
It was 8:00 p.m and I lead Adam to the rooftop of the Marriot Marquis Hotel in N.Y.C. The night was clear and all you could see were the city lights. The air was motionless and everything around us was quiet. My red prom dress revealed just enough skin for Adam to see me shiver as he stroked my shoulder and pulled my hair away from my eyes. I was nervous and Adam sort of looked like a schoolboy not knowing what to say to a girl he had a crush on for all four years of High School. I was avoiding his eyes because deep inside me my heart was pounding and I was afraid to let him see me nervous. Instead I concentrated on my freshly painted 'Hott Pink' toe nails.
As I opened my mouth to let any type of sound come out, it finally happened, the moment that me and all my girlfriends talked about yesterday on the phone, while we glossed our lips, and shooed away our parents because the thought about them finding out what my plans for prom were, would have just been mortifying. I was finally kissed by the hottest 12th grader in all of Madison High School. Everything Stopped. Time stopped. My heart stopped. I was amazed that his lips could feel so silky up against mine. I never imagined myself to fall so hard. I was falling at an uncontrollable rate. I was shaking and I was pulled into his world at the same time. Drip, Drip, Drip, it started to rain.
His lips parted mine and at that moment we became one. My tongue sensually, was rubbing up against his. I felt like a hungry baby wanting more milk from its mother's breast. Nothing mattered to me at that point not even the rain. Our bodies were soaked and wet and I was feeling pain in my lungs from not having any air. I didn't care. If I were going to die that night from lack of air I would die over and over again because the feeling of death felt so good. The rain turned Adam on and he put his hands on my face and kissed deeper. If I had to choose that very moment between my last breath and giving it up to him, I would die a thousand times only to know he had my last breathe in him.
I had never had a kiss like this before. Maybe it was the wait, maybe it was the timing but it felt beyond right. All great things come to an end and what seemed like eternity had ended as well. We were both still in after shock and then Adam responded first, "WOW," he said, still with his eyes closed. That night the rain continued and after prom we went our separate ways home. Our first kiss was also our last, we graduated, went to two different universities, and had begun two separate lives, but I will never forget how time stopped and he took my breath away.
Sophia, Madison High School, 2000
My boyfriend was in the Navy when I was in high school. He used to go to my high school and we started dating the summer before my sophomore year. I didn’t think he’d agree to go to my prom with me, even though I wanted him to, but he did and I was really, really happy that he did. Because he was in the armed forces, he decided to wear his formal uniform to our prom and it looked really nice next to the slinky black dress I had picked out. It was weird seeing him dance to the dj music, when he was wearing a suit that made me think of "An Officer and a Gentleman."
We had a really good time and most of my friends had never met Tommy because he was always away. I felt like this was the perfect time to introduce him. Our prom was held in a hotel, so a few weeks before, Tommy asked if instead of doing something after the prom, if I would like to just stay in the hotel where my prom is, and we could order room service. So we actually had suit cases in our limo, which we brought up before the prom started. After the prom was over, I peeled the shoes off my feet, went to the hotel room and got to change into my fluffy pajamas. I wouldn’t have spent my prom any other way. --Caitlin Ferguson East Brunswick High School East Brunswick, New Jersey Class 04
I went to the prom with my ex-boyfriend, Paul. We went out for a stint in freshman year and broke up after 3 months when I dumped him to go out with this guy on the swim team. But that didn’t really last cause the guy was too clingy for me. Since me and Paul had not broken up on bad terms (cause I didn’t want to tell him that I dumped him for another guy), we became friends. Good friends. He asked me to go to the prom with him one day while we were playing Smash Brothers at his house with our other friend Mica. I said why not.
So everything is perfect, right? I got the perfect dress, I had the perfect hair. And dancing with him felt natural because I had already done it. Anyway after the prom, we go out dancing and then we stop at McDonald’s on the way home cause the bunch of us are starving. Anyway, he asks me then and there, in front of everyone why we broke up. And I lied, cause I didn’t want to admit something like that. The truth is that I really still liked him but didn’t have the guts to tell him that, since I was the one who dumped him.
I told him that I just wasn’t ready back then for a real relationship…so he asked me if I was now, and I said that I was. He asked me back out and I said I would. Then he took out a Princess Peach patch from his pocket…that’s my character in smash. It was just a joke, but I thought it was so thoughtful. Paul and I got engaged two years later.--Alexandra Leotta Portland High School Portland, Maine Class 01
So early on in the year, I decide to go with Joey (my gay best friend) to prom. Since I wasn’t seeing anyone and he wasn’t seeing anyone, and the probability was that neither one of us would be seeing anyone, we just figured we’d skip the grief of not being asked to prom and ask each other. The one good thing about having Joey as a date was I could bring him with me to pick out my dress and not be shy. My mom came with us. She loves Joey and thinks of him like a second son. In my sophomore year, I had a crush on him…but when he came out to his girlfriend and to me, I figured it was better this way anyway. His parents STILL don’t know he’s gay, and I obviously changed his name in this thing cause I don’t want to out him or anything.
So Joey and I worked really well on prom together. He helped me pick out the limo, and he paid for it, and my mom got really involved in the whole thing. Mikey, Jessica, Miriam and Ian were also going in our limo. So we all decided to meet at my house, where my mom decided to throw us a “Coketail” party. My little sister decided it would be fun to dress up like a waitress and serve me and my friends. We took tons of pictures, and then headed out. In the limo, Joey turned to me and said… “You know, that dress…you really should have laid off the sweets Amy…” I was already self conscious enough in this tiny little pink dress. First of all, one wrong move and I’d spill out…hello!!!
The best thing about taking Joey to my prom was that I knew I was going to have a good time, and I really did. Joey is in drama club with me and a really great dancer. He twirled me around all night long and I’ve never had so much fun. The next day, we all packed into the car and drove to DC where Joey, being 18 had made us all hotel reservations. After prom everyone speculated that we were a couple, and that we had done it. We played it off as if we were.--Amy Rosen John F. Kennedy High School Silver Spring, Maryland Class 04
So I got my prom date to ask me by spreading rumors that I liked him. I simply said to the most talkative girl in my study hall how I liked this guy and totally wanted him to ask me to the prom. Well needless to say it totally got back to rob and he asked me out by the next week. And yea we became a couple like a few weeks after that.
I buy my dress with like 10 of my best friends and we pick out this really sexy dress that looks like the dress that Julia Roberts wore to the Oscars a few years ago. You know, that black one with the white stripe down the center? Yeah, that one. I totally thought it was the like the best dress I’ve ever seen because like I really wanted to look perfect. The day before the prom I get my nails done at this salon that’s a few miles 1away from me, and they came out so perfect. I had this really pretty French manicure done and I wouldn’t trade those nails for anything. I did get a little zit two days before. But I totally popped it before anything showed.
So like the day of the prom I got my hair swept up into this really pretty French twist and then mounted the curls to the top of my head. I thought I looked like one of those medieval princesses or something. Except you know, I used shampoo.
Five couples were in our limo and we had this stretch hummer that my lame date wanted to play frank Sinatra in. I mean hello? Hasn’t ever heard of real music? The prom is really pretty and everyone looks really nice, except that fat girl in my 3rd period class. She looked like a hog in silk. Honestly. Why did she even bother coming --Ariel Buckner Hartford Public High School Hartford, Connecticut
When I was a sophomore, I had a boyfriend that went to a different school. This guy in my study hall asked me to prom. I told him I’d have to run it by my boyfriend first. I asked my boyfriend, jay, if it would be okay if I went with the guy to his prom cause sophomores can’t go to the prom unless they have a senior date. Jay was real understanding because he wanted to ask me if he could go with a senior to her prom as well.
I go shopping and find this really cute zum-zum dress with a denim corset and it came with a bottle of silver sparkly nail polish. Well anyway, Greg picks me up at my house in his car and tells me how beautiful I look. When I look at him, I notice how beautiful he looks in his suit too. I never noticed that Greg had blue eyes before. Or how tall he was. I was in love with my boyfriend. We went to the same elementary school and used to play Othello during our recesses. Then he moved to another town and I didn’t see him again until I was 12 at a friend's Bar Mitzvah. After that we were inseparable. One day we decided to go to the movies together…and we end up sharing our first kiss at a comic book store. We had been together ever since. But it was so innocent. Something about Greg was…sexy.
Greg is a really great date. He is a real gentleman. He kept a really respectful distance, knowing that I had a boyfriend, and he didn’t want to offend me. But every time he looked me in the eye, I could feel myself going beet red. There was a slow dance, and he takes my hand and we sort of get…well, absorbed by the music. I remember I put my head on his shoulder, then I was looking at him, then we started kissing. I was overwhelmed with guilt, but I just couldn’t stop!
The next day I had to call Jay and tell him about the whole thing. I felt so bad. He dumped me on the spot and Greg and I started dating. We stopped dating when he went off to Ithaca. I haven’t spoken to Jay since that day. --Cara O’Donnell Old Bridge High School Old Bridge, NJ Class 03
I’ll never forget the day I was asked to the prom. It was right before a band competition. No, not a band competition. THE band competion at Giants Stadium. It was so cold that we were huddling together for warmth before we had to line up. The snare drummer, we’ll call him Andy, came up to me and asked if he could talk to me for a second. The drummers and the color guard don’t really talk to each other that much, so I was a little confused. That’s when he asked me to the prom. He picked that moment, right before the band championship. Of course I said yes, but I must have dropped my flag 10 times during the songs. I was so distracted. I didn’t even know he liked me
But he actually turned out to be a really great guy. He took me shopping for my dress and I took him to go rent his tux. We made all the plans together. And he wanted to make sure I liked the limousine. We spent a lot of time preparing for everything. As he was paying for the limo, he got to choose who went in it with us…half the hunky drummers and their dates….mmmm….
He was really strong and knew how to salsa, there was a surprise… I only found that out after the prom though, when we went to the Copacabana, and he showed me his skills. ------Elaine Silverstien-Piscataway High School-Piscataway, NJ-Class 05
I’ll never forget the girl I was dating in high school. Man was she cool. She and I could talk for hours and I’d never get bored listening to her talk. I told her I loved her after 3 months and I meant it. Actually it was the last time I ever really did say I love you and mean it. Kristin was also my prom date. The night of prom Kristen stayed at my house “In our guest room.” That didn’t happen.
I picked Kristin up an hour before prom began. She wore this blue dress that really hugged her body and I couldn’t get enough of her that night. Her family took pictures, and then we all went to get the rest of the people in our limo. In the limo we held hands and kissed, and when we got to the prom there was just more of that. She loved dancing, so I tried to get into it, but I’m lanky so I’m sure I looked like an idiot. But she didn’t care.
We didn’t do anything after prom. We went straight back to my house. My parents were already asleep. That night, Kristin and I had sex for the first time. She fell asleep in my arms. At 5am, I had to wake her up because I didn’t want my parents finding her in my bed. The next morning, she came down to breakfast in pigtails. My parents took a picture of us that morning, and I still have it. I look at it every once and a while to remind myself of better times. ---George Westbrook-Huron High School-Ann Arbor, Michigan-Class 99
I’m such a hopeless romantic. I can’t help it. I’ve been dreaming about the prom since my older sister went to hers when I was in the 8th grade. I used to collect prom magazines because I wanted to have just the right dress. It was the shoes that were the biggest thing though. I wanted to have a night like Carrie Bradshaw. I wanted a glamorous night with an expensive dress, that I’ve put money aside for from my job at McDonalds. I wanted my hair to have little ringlets and frame my face. My abuela came with me shopping cause she wanted to be apart of my prom experience. It was so cute. She can be real forceful though so I wasn’t about to talk back. She and I argue about the length of the dress cause I wanted something short, so I could dance and show off the shoes I bought. Cause we were going to the Copacabana after. But she wanted me to wear something long and classic. Finally I find a gorgeous brown dress that was fitted but not so much that you can see EVERYTHING. It was pretty plain though, so my Abuela decided to jazz it up with a little lace.
My only problem is that I couldn’t find a date. I didn’t get it. I had my dress…all the info I needed and even a full car for the limo. Lots of people for the limo, actually. My friends wanted to get the stretch hummer with their boys. So I was like…okie. I have to ask someone. Not an easy thing to do believe me! These guys always seem to travel in packs.
The friends I wanted to go with all had dates already. One day my friends were over and I said and we literally just picked a guy, lets call him CJ, out of our yearbook! Mama came into my room while we were deciding and she was like, “oh si, beba….he’s cute!” So now I had to ask him. It took me a whole week to get my courage up.
We had photography together so I just kind of stumbled up to him and said, “Uhm…do you have an um….date…to the prom?”
“I do if you’ll go with me,” he said.
He told me later that he’d wanted to ask me the whole time, but was too nervous. --Jasmine Rodriguez - Abraham Lincoln High School - Class 06 - Brooklyn, NY
For my prom, I took my friend Tyler. He wasn’t much into that whole prom thing and I never really expected him to be. But I decided that I didn’t particularly care much and he was a good about it. for me, the dress was an impossible find. Dresses are easy to find if you’re a size 0 or something, but I’m a size 18 and my choices are limited. I hated shopping for a prom dress. I felt the fabric cut into my skin and I just wanted to see a dress that not only fit but made me like a 0. Except miracle fabric hasn’t been invented yet and I have yet to find a dress designer that has that capability. Eventually, we settle on this ugly black dress that isn’t pretty, just plain and fits me in fact is a little big.
Tyler picks me up and gives me the corsage, and I pin him with his boutonniere. We take a few pictures, and I make a mental note to air brush out the fat under my arms with Photoshop later. We get to the prom and everyone is dancing. Even Tyler is in the mood to dance, but I hate dancing. Every time I thought about dancing in the past, I always thought about the way my bare arms looked jiggling in the light. My nick name was “Killer whale,” back in high school. But Tyler gave me one of his, “you know you want to glances,” and I was lost. I got up and had my first dance with my boyfriend at the prom. --Rachel Walling-Spotswood High School-Spotswood, New Jersey-Class 04
I couldn't wait till prom night. I really needed to get laid. I could not go into college a virgin. Prom was my last chance. Where was I gonna meet a girl?
Anyway I worked all year. I made sure I had the money for me and my date. I took this really cute foreign girl, if anyone was gonna put out it was gonna be her.
I took her out a few times, and she told me she really wanted to go to prom, at least that's what I thought she was saying. I really didn't care about the prom, I was only looking forward to the night. I needed sex, and I know it sounds like I was a horny teenager, but I was and I still am.
The bottom line is that this girl put out and it was great, and it was worth it. I'm pretty sure she was a slut before I got to her, but if she wasn't I made her into one; but I honestly don't care. I got what I needed from prom and I wouldn't trade one second of it for anything.--Richard Skillman-Midwood HS-Brooklyn New York 05
I know I'm a guy, but I was really excited about Prom. Mostly cause I had a hot date. I actually had a blast. My girl was almost guaranteed prom queen and I was guaranteed king. I mean who else would it be right?
Anyway, I picked out my tux, I even helped pick out her dress cause I wanted everyone to be pissed that they weren’t me when I walk in there.
I rented a limo so we could make a sick entrance and we did. We had the sickest time at the prom; and the highlight of the night of course was when they were calling us for Prom King and Queen. She looked amazing; I was looking at all the guys staring at her and I just couldn't wait until they called me up to stand next to her so they would get even more jealous. I loved every minute of it.
When they called me up I just ran up there, they had the spot-light on us; we took mad picks, and then we had the spot-light dance. It was one of the best nights to look back on and they even put those picks in the yearbook.
Then we left; hung out a bit and went to a hotel. She put out; which made the whole night perfect. I was going away to college and I just couldn't go there a virgin, at least that's what I told her; (she believed me). Anyway, we had a great night except that she bled all over my tux pants, I dunno how I got the guy to take 'em back and still got my deposit back. Anyway it was great.
I can't wait till the reunion when I'm gonna walk in with an even hotter girl.---Scott Dendoff-Cass Technical High School-Detroit, Michigan 05
I was asked to prom by this guy I had only ever talked to a few times in the morning b4 class. It was in March, so I was happy that I had a date and I knew I was going to the prom for sure. I went out by myself, and I found a dress I thought would look great. Only it needed serious alterations. They didn’t have it in my size, so I got the next size up. I have a very small chest and I was swimming in it. So I took it to a place for alterations. I got it back a week before the prom was all wrong. Now, instead of me swimming in the dress I could hardly breathe. Worst of all, the lady who did the alterations said she couldn’t fix it. I was so mad.
The guy I went to prom with was really sweet, but kind of quiet. The whole night he stayed by me, but didn’t really say anything. I kept trying to start conversations, but he kept giving me one word answers. After the prom, we went to his friend’s house for a party. Then he dropped me off home. The next day, we went candlestick bowling with a few of my friends. It was pretty fun. ---Dianne Pembroke- Castle School - Cambridge, Massachusetts - Class 05
Prom, Prom, Prom that's all my friends were talking about. I mean like I wanted to go but like what were they getting so worked up over. You go, you drink, you dance, you boink; and that's what I did.
I went there, I had fun, I snuck some grey goose, and I boinked Johnny Declamanto. What was the big deal, I mean I lost it like sophomore year. They acted like prom is this big reason to loose your virginity. And I think that sex is sex and prom is prom. I mean I love sex, but prom is just a dressy party with school kids.
I had sex before prom, I had sex after prom, and I think I'm gonna have sex tonight a bunch of times. I dunno what to say about these things, but if you have to go to prom to get laid or you're looking for an excuse to get laid, the excuse should be that you're horny not that you're at prom, cause if I spent all that money just to have sex I would feel so cheap.
That's pretty much my experience, not bad, but nothing special.--Amanda, Bloomfield High Bloomfield, MI Class of 06.
So I asked this guy to the prom who was in my history class. He said he had a girlfriend in another school, but I just didn’t believe him…cause he said that he would go. We actually go to the prom and have a really good time until near the end we are dancing and really enjoying ourselves. He seems really tense though and I cant figure out what’s wrong with him.
Towards the end he’s twirling me around the dance floor, when this blond chick shows up and boy does she look pissed! She screams at Bryan and tells him what a jerk he is for actually going with me….then she looks at me and screams at me, like this is totally my fault. She slaps me in the face and I’m so shocked that I don’t know what to do, so I hit her back. And we start fighting right there. My Bryan steps in and pulls us apart with the help of a few of his friends, and we get dragged out before the administrators notice. I’m pissed that that bitch ruined my prom, but I’m glad I didn’t get caught. Everyone was talking about it for the rest of the night though…and I was dateless, since he went home with her. --Susie Cook-Lincoln High School-Tallahassee Florida-Class 06
I was on the track team and I wasn’t all that excited about the prom, but my girlfriend Amy really wanted to go. I remember we had a track meet that day, so I had to run, run home and change, then go meet up with Amy at her house. I’m not really into dancing, but she threatened that if I didn’t dance with her, she’d break up with me. I should have broken up with her; we’re not together any more. But then, I was nuts about the girl. So I took a deep breath and danced with her…yeah...The whole night.
I was pretty miserable for most of it because I hate dancing. After the prom the limo took us home, and I changed, jumped my car and headed to her place to pick her up. She was still in her dress! I told her there was no way we were going into the city with her dressed like a yellow cupcake. She got real mad. The saving grace of that evening is that our after prom plans were at the Improv Comedy, which had some of the funniest comedians I had ever seen…and I didn’t have to talk to my girlfriend during the performance. In case you couldn’t guess, she and I broke up a week later.--Steve Klein-Edison HS-Class 06
Eric Porter was dumped by his girlfriend for my ex boyfriend. We were friends before that, but after we found out that we had been mutually dumped, we became very close. We decided that there was no need to really stress about the whole prom thing and would go together, as friends. He already had paid for a limo and made dinner reservations, and I already had a prom dress.
In the weeks approaching the prom, Eric and I almost became a real couple. We never put a name to it, but we were as good as dating. He held my hand in the hallways, kissed me, and we had dates. We just never called each other boyfriend and girlfriend. Neither one of us was ready for that.
When we get to the prom we see our mutual ex’s engaging in their play and he and I are both seething with jealousy. So we take it out on each other. At one point, during a slow dance, I ask him to get me punch. He disappears and doesn’t return. After a while I get curious and go looking for him. There, in the hall way he was making out with his ex girlfriend. Me and my ex decide to finish up the rest of the night together, and took Eric’s limo back to my house. --Danielle Post horn-South Brunswick High School-South Brunswick, New Jersey-Class 06
I’m pale as a ghost, it comes from my Irish blood. So when this really cute guy asked me to the prom I decided that I would get a tan for it. I went to a tanning salon, but it just wasn’t enough. I still was as pale as a ghost. I bought some sunless tanning lotion. I was a little bit orange, but I just wanted to be a little more tan than I could get without getting cancer later in life.
Anyway, I actually looked pretty nice with the sunless tanning lotion and my date thought so too. We were dancing at the prom and getting really close, but it was so hot and I was getting ummm sweaty. In there and during a slow dance I was up on him, and when we pull apart to go to our table I notice that his shirt is a little orange where I had been. He had to pay a fine to the tux rental and he still hasn’t spoken to me since that night--Cynthia Fitzpatrick-Burke High School-High School-Boston, Massachusetts
I went to the prom with a junior guy. I knew I asked him to go with me as a friend but I was really hoping that it would turn out to be just more than it was. At first I thought everything was going to be great. He and me made our plans together. I paid because I asked him and it was my prom and I really, really liked him. He also didn’t have a lot of money and I was really worried that if I didn’t pay he wouldn’t go with me…since his parents were kind of weird.
He told me he had a curfew of about 2, which was fine since I wasn’t really into partying and I get tired real easy. So it was going to be my perfect prom. Of course, it wasn’t. When me and Alex got to the prom he promptly disappeared. I looked for him for hours, and I finally found him kissing another girl on the side of the building. I spent the rest of the prom sitting at my table, with my friends trying to cheer me up.--Eddy Prefontaine-John Adams High School-Cleveland, Ohio -Class 05
I wanted a sexy prom dress. I must have dieted for like a whole year before the prom. I bought this hot dress I got at the mall with my friends, it had beaded spaghetti straps and the rest of the dress was a mix of gold and black. I never though I could look so good. I only tried it on a few times, for my parents and for my sister and a few times to see what I looked like in the whole outfit with the shoes. The day before the prom, I try it on one last time, and one of the beaded straps undo. So I picked up every single bead that fell on the floor and put them back on while looking at the other strap. I use superglue to put it thin strap back on to the dress itself
Well anyway, my boyfriend picks me up and we take pics and everything is cool until we have to take our pictures right when we arrive. My shawl gets caught on my strap and my other strap breaks….the superglue is holding the other strap in place, but this straps beads are all over the carpeted floor and I couldn’t see them all. Anyway, it was awful. I had just one