prom

last night was my cousin krystie's junior prom. to me, krystie is a chubby, boombalati of a 3 year old, so the fact that she was at her junior prom makes me want to vomit. especially since...didn't WE just go to our junior prom? oh, no, we're nearly THIRTY. (in 16 days i'll be only 365 days away from that fateful number)(um. which is 16+365=381)(ew.)(what??)

anyway. yes. i remember my junior prom. like it was a second ago. i didn't have a date, but i went with my good friends. lorene and andrea. and some other girls. like corinne. who always stole my fries at lunch. and i think that girl melissa that lorene doesn't remember. and christine and her foreign exchange student who's name i believe was sebastian. (afs sleepover. oh the memories). we had a limo. we went to see barbara (andrea's mom) who was selling flowers near the highway and took pictures there. i was wearing a maroon crushed velvet slip dress that was so awesome, and my wicked black platform maryjanes. i had blown out my hair, but it looked like shit since this was the dark ages (before flat irons). i remember gina lupino was prom queen, which surprised me and made me happy since she was a nice girl who listened to cool music. (john jay, despite how much it sucked and how much freshman year might have scarred me, was always pretty cool in that the cool people were always actually pretty cool. unlike some places i can mention. like the "cool" girls (the molly ringwalds if you will) were the girls who played field hockey. and the "cool" guys (the emilos? was he the cool one?) were the ones with the shoulder length hair who were always stoned.(all the lover boys). or at least this is my recollection. like in the grade ahead of me was this group of lesbian girls. they had really short hair and really skinny eyebrows and they were so beautiful and so cool and everyone loved them. or at least that's how i remember it. and then this freshman girl when i was a junior who was the most popular girl in the school shaved her hair and it was considered so awesome. and she looked good! i cannot imagine things like this happening down here. without everyone taking smack and starting drama. i need to ask lorene if this stuff is all true or if i just refurbished my memories.

anyway.

the prom.

then was andy's junior prom. where he was the president of the junior class (like the toolshed that he is). we had to go bring balloons to decorate the knights of columbus. (another shocking difference. the KOC??? the jjhs jr. prom was at some beautiful banquet hall. with chandaliers and a fountain outside. so different). i wore a gold dress. my mom did my hair. when we took pictures, tommy came rollerblading up in the background and jumped in. i drove my green plymouth sundance (pre-stickers)and we left early because we wanted to go to playland, but it was closed so we picked up tommy and amanda and drove to the new rochelle taco bell.

my senior prom was that same year (that andy was a mere, baby junior) and i remember shopping for a dress (krystie's mom bought it for me and i think i got the first one i tried on). i remember going with robyn to carlo and company to get my hair done (irony!) i remember andy showing up late to my house because he spent the day rollerblading. i remember going to robyn's house and kenny being there and all the moms and that billy had on tails. i remember that the prom itself was shitty because WE ARE NOT PROM-Y PEOPLE. they played the same shitty music that they always play. the food was weird. another coincidence?? the prom was at beckwith pointe (where becky's wedding is). oh and our table SUCKED cuz our friends pretty much sat together and we sat with the most random of people. and the anal avenger was there. ew. afterwards, everyone went to action park for the night (amanda organized it all and i'm pretty sure she was so exhausted from being in charge of everything that she fell aslep once they got to the cabins). as for us, we were too concerned about sleeping in a hotel room together. we got mickey dees at the drive thru (in the limo) ate it and went to sleep. we proceeded to feel like we were on acid. i think we were terrified. it was the first time we were actually spending the night together (the 11/9 incident prevented me from being allowed to do a damn thing my entire senior year) and no one knew where we were. we were BABIES.

but in all? my summary of all this reminiscing? proms are always so hyped up and they NEVER live up to the expectations. and i didn't even HAVE expectations.