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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 4:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 8:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 9:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 9:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 9:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 10:43 pm
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-ProcrastinatingSpazz- Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 12:15 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 10:59 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 11:25 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 6:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 8:04 pm
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To tell the truth, the dress isn't that important. but it's still the only reason I'm interested in going. I've always hated the food the people are of no interest and as much as I love to dance, the probability that I actually do is less than 15%
I don't have, and don't want, a date there's only one friend I care about seeing, including guests and escorts, and she'll be busy with everyone else All the teachers that do the toasts I never had a chance to bond with cause I had to sacrifice their classes that might have actually taught me something in order to graduate early, something that doesn't matter anymore since my trip just refused to work out for me.
Grad gives me an excuse to dress up, but none of the people that love my fashion sense will be there to coo over it, and for me to coo over them. Events like this always leave me extremely disappointed, and then depressed. No matter how hard I resolve to have a good time.
I'd probably just end up finding a quiet nook, well away from everyone, where I can bury my nose in a book. No matter how sad that seems, it's the only thing that salvages these events for me.. otherwise I always end up a moment away from crying.
I could always leave the book in the car.. but that doesn't help anyone. I'd still end up exploring the conference hall, far away from where I'm supposed to be. And as seemingly fun as that sounds, I've already been at more than a few events there, and have thus explored it twice over.
And yet, my parents are resolved on me going and they insist on inviting not only my godfather, whom I love, but his son who always makes me feel like an inferior, unambitious waste of space.
So since the only saving element, one helluva dress, doesn't seem to be working out, my apprehension of the event is quite excusable.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 9:30 pm
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Eh, prom isn't really as great as everyone thinks. Mine was okay cause I drank soda all night LOL, but it was held in a freaking club of all the places and it was really cramped, so I wanted to get out of there quick.
Prom itself isn't worth it, it's what happens AFTER that's fun. I went with some friends and we just ditched prom after an hour to go bowling in our dresses, and THAT was awesome. I didn't have a date cause AHEM I was (and am) dating someone in our guild across the US >__________>
Sounds like you got nothing going for you and it would be miserable though, so I'd just consider ditching completely if your parents will let you get out of it. If not, you could "conveniently" get sick or throw one of those tantrums... one of my friends had a breakdown the night of prom and couldn't make it, so if you could stage that it might work >_> I wouldn't recommend that though, and I find it ludicrous that your parents insist on you going to prom.
It's probably because they think their baby is growing up and they want beautiful dress pictures. xD If your godfather is as cool as he sounds then maybe you could go to prom, snap some pics, and leave to do something else better like see a movie or something lol
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 10:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 10:33 pm
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It's not only that, it's mostly that those events really aren't my scene. I like small gatherings where you can talk to the same handful of people the whole party.. socializing for a couple minutes with people who you couldn't achieve more than small talk with before moving on isn't really appealing.
I'd agree with that whole "what happens after", but like I said, I only have one good friend there, and unfortunately, she loves getting drunk, dancing, flirting with assholes and is basically my polar opposite when it comes to parties. No chance that she's skipping out early.
My parents are more concerned with the fact that it's a 'once in a life-time experience' and that I'll regret going or some BS. Never miss out on an opportunity.
As far as tantrums go, I can put on one hell of an act, no matter how apathetic I'm feeling. The problem is that my image is inconveniently mature and reasonable. My relationship with my parents really depends on logical debate and responsibility that extends to them trusting me on my own. I'm not about to sacrifice that just for Grad. I'm pushing it badly enough with my childish protests against driving. I act immaturely and throw small fits and cry for legitimate reasons and they're already getting really tired of it.
Now that I'm old enough not to be a complete robot our relationship is straining to the point where I'm needing all the leniency I can get just to get through the day without making an irrational decision to pack up and move out. I've never had much of a problem with my parents until this year. But I guess senior year and the impending university years are so pivotal that something's bound to grate.
I wish I could fake sick.. but they'd make me go anyway. Sickness is no excuse to miss a once-in-a-lifetime event! ::eyeroll::
They don't care about the dress. As long as it's conservative and cheap, meh. I'm not allowed to underdress, however, because that's not societally acceptable. I'm tempted to go in jeans and a too-large T-shirt except that would rob me of my chance to dress up.
My Godfather would whisk me out and get me drunk without a second thought. If I wasn't a minor. Or at least had a fake ID. Hell, he'd take me to a strip club if I wanted. The problem is I'm hella shy around him since I've never done anything daring cause of my parents, and voicing it would make him decide it's his mission to get me to do it, even if I know I'll regret it. I find it hard to joke about, since I know I don't have the balls for it. And he'd try to convince me to be crazy while I'm still young. I love him, but bad decisions are bad decisions.
Plus he has to contend with my parents.. and his son would pose a problem.
Ah, well. If it happens I'll find some way to make it fun. Even if I end up running the wrong way on the escalators, searching the building for evidence of paranormal activity, sliding down the banisters or trying to work up the courage to wade in the fountain. All done alone, of course, while everyone else is enjoying the ceremony.
The sad truth of a person who convinced herself to grow up too soon.
If I get really bored I'll start daydreaming that prince charming will find me and proceed to help me wreak quiet havoc well away from the festivities. Too bad that never happens in real life^^
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