Prom Night.

05/25/2011

Heeeey again ! So, prom was on Saturday, May 21st. That was also supposed to be the day the world was going to end, or the whole judgement day thing, whatever you want to call it. From rumor I heard that this was going to happen at 6:02, and while me and my boyfriend were driving to Atlantic City to prom, I just remember being terrified when the clock said 6:01. Why? I honestly don't know, because I didn't beleive that it was going to happen, but that just goes to show how strongly conformity takes a roll in society these days. I'm just sitting here thinking about how hysterical I was, almost pissing my pants thinking that I'm going to hell in one minute, because I haven't been what you would call 'Godly' lately. It's not that I'm a bad kid or anything. In fact, I'm not a bad kid at all. I get straight A's, a few B's here and there, but mostly A's. All of the teacher's comments on my report card are positive ones, but I'm going to beat around the bush. I'm a sixteen year old teenager and what do teenagers do? I don't think I even need to answer that question, but anyways back to me being hysterical. Yeah, so there I am, freaking out and saying, "This may be the last minute we spend together, Andrew!" and he's just looking at me as if I'm a totaly and complete freak show. And honestly, looking back and the fact that I'm still alive, I don't blame him at all. It was a pretty funny scene. But anyways, I was totally dreading prom because I'm not girly at all. I'm a jock, an athlete. I'm not the type to volunteerily dress up in a big poofy dress and dance with a whole bunch of sluts all night. Oh no, that's not me at all. However, my boyfriend threw a big fit stating, "This is my junior prom and I'll pissed as hell if you don't go! And if you don't go, I'll find another date to go with!" Me, being the jealous person that I am, changed my mind as soon as I heard him say that. That was one of the very rare occasions that Andrew actually one a argument between me and him. I'm normally the victor. However, he shut me up right away and that was the end of that conversation. I soon found myself looking for a dress and feeling like a 'girly girl' for once in my life. Well, long story short, the night was very fun to say the least. However, it didn't feel as special as I thought it was going to feel. Media portrays prom to be this life changing experience, but nope, I'm still Heather Wolverton. Honestly, I can't wait for next year though. I was already looking up prom dresses for next year, because I was bored out of my mind now that crew is over. It's funny, because now I have a life and I have absolutely NO idea what to do with it. If only Andrew's track team wasn't number one in state right now and he wasn't busy with track untill practically the last day of school I could be able to hang out with him. Maybe it's time to reconnect with some old friends? We'll see...