First High School Dance........

[Guest BifEverchad]

I knew when I clicked on OJ's thread: "First High School Dance........"

it would be an entertaining read.

 

thanks for the chuckles dude

lol

[Guest Ram]

Y'know, OJ, your story sounds very similar to an experience I once had. Except mine ended with an orgy consisting of myself and the best looking cheerleaders, the hardcore chicks, and the Japanese triplet models exchange students.

 

Ah..

[Guest godthedog]

i'm really weird with dances. if i've got a date or a really good friend to dance with, i'll have hours of great fun, but if not i'll feel like absolute shit.

 

only high school-affiliated dance i ever went to was my senior prom. i originally didn't even have a date for it, but my best friend had gotten one of our other friends (christi, who we call bob...yes, i took someone named bob to my prom) to go with me. i got the corsage, bought dinner, etc. at the prom itself we weren't terribly comfortable, so i couldn't fully lose my inhibitions & fully start dancing. mostly we were just walking around talking to people. i was feeling pretty crappy from that, but about halfway through the thing i notice that bob is gone. nowhere to be found at all. none of her friends know what happened, she just left without telling anybody. we notice that suddenly derrick, her ex-boyfriend, isn't there anymore either. so she evidently left my in the middle of the prom, without telling anybody, to go have sex with her ex-boyfriend. i stick it through the rest of the event, feeling like shit, & start crying on the drive to the post-prom party.

 

i'd never drank before, & wasn't planning on it, but after my date left my i am royally pissed and determined to get drunk. so i start drinking, eventually get sick of it & stop before i can actually get drunk. but, at about 4 in the morning, even though i hadn't gotten drunk, i get this ear-splitting headache. that's right, even though i hadn't gotten drunk, I GOT A HANGOVER.

[Guest papacita]

There's a word I'm thinking of...it's what you'd call a wrench or a hammer, and there's band named after it, too.

 

Can someone help me out?

It's funny cuz I get it.

[Guest Sebastian_the_Bastard]

*coughtoolcough*

 

I've had nothing but good experiences (FOR THE MOST PART) with high school dances so far. I've been to two Homecomings (in the same year... my school and my old school) but didn't go to Homecoming my Freshman or Sophomore year. I got dumped right before Homecoming sophomore year.

 

Dances are a good time to ask people out... I've asked three or so girls out at dances and haven't been told no. Rock.

 

Homecoming could be hit or miss this year. Depending on if the girlfriend is busy or if she can go. Hopefully the latter.

 

-Sebastian

[Guest Zack Malibu]

All of my dances were fun, except for one. It was homecoming of 1996, and on that same day I found out that my cousin, who was like an older brother to me and was my childhood idol, period, had been killed the night before. Despite my protests, everyone in my family insisted I go to that dance and get my mind off of matters until the next day. As I waited in line, I could see a crowd forming through the windows, and nearly everyone that I had ever even remotely talked to came outside, offered condolences, swept me into that dance and tried to take my mind off of the tragedy. Alas, even slow dancing with my ex-girlfriend who I was desperately trying to win back at the time didn't make me crack a smile.

 

I skipped my senior prom voluntarily. The girl I had been seeing was going out of town, and ol' Zack, never wanting to settle for second best, did the next best thing he could do...he got quoted in the statewide newspaper that he didn't go to the prom so he "didn't let down the girl of his dreams". Needless to say, that one easily won the girl and her family over . I still have a copy of that paper somewhere and offer it as proof when my friends or new acquaintances don't believe me.

 

And, before you ask, I didn't pay for an ad or anything. There was a reporter doing a prom story at our school, and I got to talk to her thanks to connections with the administration.