I did not attend my junior nor my senior prom. I was asked by a friend to the latter, but refused stating I didn't want to be a part of something so soulless (in my eyes anyway) unless it was with a GF. Wouldn't you know it I started dating a girl a year behind me soon after and had to attend her senior prom my freshman year of college. In all honesty, it wasn't fun nor was it comfortable to wander around dressed to the nines like we're doing something important.
To my male mind it looks like a rehearsal for a wedding later in the girls' lives. They stand out because of their dress and the guys are all nameless, faceless interchangeable penguins who the girls get to treat as their accessory, like a Louis Vuitton bag that can walk, talk, and perhaps dance.
And I'm not sure where the idea that prom was the night to "do it" on came from (Hollywood, maybe), but I can assure you none of the six couples in my limo got laid that night. I got a goodnight kiss (we'd been dating just under a year, got to love evangelical Christians who say no sex before marriage and mean it. But at this time the girl was a good looking 110lb with long blonde hair. Last time I saw her she'd hacked her hair off, gained 40-50lb and had lost her face, so as useless as I am I was her best shot) and the most interesting part of the night was watching one idiot girl get drunk and urinate in a kitchen drawer.
If you care for her, just suck it up and do it I guess. It's just one of those things you have to do even though you'd really rather find a way out of it.
__________________ Bart: Look at me! I'm a grad student. I'm thirty years old and I made $600 last year.
Marge: Don't make fun of grad students. They just made a terrible life choice. |