Spring always makes me think about the "good old days". Then, in turn, I feel old. All those recent pictures on Facebook of friends' kids going to prom - wow. They look young and old at the same time! So grown up, yet so little. I'm sooo happy BB is a long way from prom!
At work yesterday, we talked about who our dream prom date would be - then and now. Now, without a doubt, is David Boreanaz. If you didn't know that, you don't know me at all.
Then was a little harder. The mid-90s were a looong time ago! But, then, in a flash, it came to me - Adam Sandler. No question. It would have been a blast!
Prom was not all that the movies made it out to be. I went with a boy whose friends were all going with my friends. It was convenient. He was nice and smart and cute* and out of my league (he was cool, I was not). It could've been worse. It could've been better. I'll call it a wash.
I didn't go my senior year and don't regret it at all. The boy I wanted to go with didn't know I existed and I didn't feel the need to go just to go. So I stayed home with my mom and watched movies. I don't remember, but we might've gotten Taco Bell (she loved their Mexican pizza).
What about you? Did you go to prom? Great memories? Bad memories? Do share. Pictures, too!
* I covered my date's face to protect his identity. No one wants their old high school pictures making the rounds on the Internet. Except me, I guess. Since I'm willingly posting this.