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Waiting for that special night

Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by falconjets, Apr 16, 2010.

  1. falconjets

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    "Hey how's it feel to go to prom with my girlfriend?"
    "Great, just give me like a half hour when we get to after prom and then you can have her the whole time"
    That conversation between me and my date's bf was probably the most eventful part of prom, which for us was essentially a waiting game until they would let us leave to go to our after prom, which was in the one and only Seaside Heights, NJ (no I am not from there in any way, just school "tradition" to go there?)
    After that nothing really exciting happened, about 40 MIP's and a few drunk in public tickets, and a lost bottle of patron that I'm still sad about. I'm sure you guys can put this to shame.

    Focus: What was prom like for you? Finally get with the girl who was saving herself for her special night? Pass out drunk and never make it? Let's hear it.
     
  2. hooker

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    I didn't attend prom, but I held a pretty fucking awesome after-party for the kids who did.

    Lost-virginities, the smell of fresh vomit, awkward fitting dresses, broken dreams, police - ahhhh the memories.
     
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    My senior prom was pretty awesome. It was at the top of a 30 story building in Downtown L.A. on a perfectly clear night. I didn't get lucky with the girl that night, as we were just friends, but I locked her down a week later.

    However the highlights were definitely limo related. The guy lets us in, and we start driving down the PCH, and he says, "oh shoot, I forgot to take out the liquor from the back. Ooops." Sure enough there were decanters with whiskey and vodka. So we get to drink courtesy of our driver.

    Then, after we got on the freeway, about 5 minutes in I see some woman in the passenger seat of the car next to us looking in as though she was trying to see if we were famous. I then see her lean forward and unbutton her shirt, and I say, hey everyone, we are about to get flashed. She then stood out of the sunroof and shook her tits at us. and they were some nice ass tits. The driver made sure to get a picture on his cell phone.
     
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    Prom my junior year was awesome, so I had high expectations for my senior prom. I went with my then girlfriend who already had it in her mind that she was going to dump me 2 days later, that was shitty. The dance was at the high school instead of some cool hotel or winery, that was shitty. The DJ sucked and the photographer took forever so we stood in line for about 2 hours for pictures.

    I was so pissed off by the end of the night that I just dropped the date off at home, and then went home myself and ended up missing one of the best high school parties we had (not that high school parties were ever very fun, but still...I was pissed).
     
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    Prom sucked.

    To be more specific, it had more "this sucks" moments than cool ones. To start, there was nothing cool about it going into the whole ordeal. I had had sex many times with the girlfriend I was bringing, so prom night ugly bumping was to be expected. That is, except for the fact that we hated each other and were drawing the relationship out for stupid reasons. The prom night that so many movies had taught us to expect was never to be mine in any fashion, and I already knew that.

    We arrived horribly early in our overly-expensive limo. The food sucked, the music was the same as it was at every other shitty school dance, and the clothes were more expensive to wear. The post-prom extravaganza at the middle school was kind of fun, if you like running around inflatable obstacle courses, eating popcorn, and drinking punch. We stayed for about 20 minutes and bailed to go to the hotel.

    My girlfriend and I and two other couples rented rooms at a nearby Radisson and did Jagar bombs for a couple hours, drinking other things as well. I think we played some cards and watched TV. It was a total fucking waste of time and money. One of the guy's dates was a friend of my girlfriend who went to another school. She was a really cute blonde chick who flirted with me mercilessly every time we hung out. This night was no different, and since my girlfriend was being an insufferable bitch, I focused most of my attention on blondie. Her date could really care less, as I got the impression she was basically a girl to go with to the dance, because that's what guys need to have. He was content drinking Jager and watching TV. I laid on the bed with blondie and talked the night away, looking down her shirt and playfully wrestling with her while my girlfriend did bitch things in another room. I think we made out a little.

    Morning came, we checked out, and I left to return my tux while my girlfriend went home with someone else because she was pissed--not about me making out with another girl, but because I didn't want to go to a park and hang out for a little while and talk on the way there.

    All I had to show for my prom experience was a lighter wallet, a night essentially wasted (except for drunken cute blondie wrestling), and a relationship that continued to drain everything out of my being.
     
  6. WickedBitch

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    Let's see:

    I was stoned to the gills (this was nothing special - I was always high in those days). I went with my abusive high school sweetheart and his ridiculous fucking haircut. He apparently had his tampon in the wrong hole and we got into a huge fight right before we left causing him to sit at the table and sulk all night (I suspect he would have done that anyway actually). In short - nothing really exciting to say.



    The best part about my post though? Pictures!



    See how pissed off I look? Note the dyed shoes! Note the white-trash cigarette case with the snap closure! Note the cancer-stick in my hand! Note the ridiculous fucking haircut!

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    God bless the 90's, man!
     
  7. Blue Dog

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    My senior prom was fucking terrible.

    All of the bullshit started with trying to rent a limo. I had a core group of 3 good friends (only one of which I still talk to, and he's been my friend since kindergarten) with whom I had made plans with to separate from the large group of people we know and do our own thing- just the four of us. Pretty gay American Pie-ish, but whatever. We were going to get a limo together and go down to New Orleans, eat at Ruth's Chris, and not worry about all the petty bullshit that goes along with large groups of acquaintances.

    Well, as time progressed, my best friend decides that he doesn't want to go to prom at all because he hates functions like that, and he would rather spend his money on fishing. Ok, no problem, I know him well enough to respect his decision and realize he is probably right. However, now another one of my friends decides at this point that he can't afford his share of the limo, and that he wants out. Since me and the other guy couldn't afford the limo ourselves, we were pretty much fucked. And because it was so close to the date of the prom, the bus-limo-whatever that the large group had gotten was now full to the brim.

    The only option we had left (because we weren't going to drink and drive) was to let my older brother chauffeur for us using my mom's suburban.

    Fucking. Gay. But that's what we did.

    Then comes the night of the prom. I'm dating the buttsex-girl at the time, so she is my date, and she is in a pissy mood the entire night because she thinks I'm going to get drunk and try and have sex with her that night (we were still just buttsex at that time) and that I would ruin her purity.

    If THAT doesn't sound fun enough, I also had my two other friends riding with me (not my best friend, who had wisely chosen not to even attend)- one who I think came down with the flu that very morning and still came with a 103 degree fever, and one who drank 3 beers on the way to New Orleans and got so drunk that he puked in my ice chest on the way home.

    (Also, this is how he ordered his steak:
    Waiter: And what will you be having, sir?
    Friend: Whats the steak that has all of that fat on the inside of it? I'll have that!
    Waiter: ..... Very good, sir. That would be the ribeye. And how would you like that prepared?
    Friend: Can you do it red looking like Cypher got his steak on "The Matrix"?
    Me: *Face Palm*)

    So now I couldn't drink the rest of the night because my beer was covered in puke, my girlfriend was pissed off at me because she is stupid, I've got one friend that looks like he is on his death bed from the flu and another that looks the same way but only because he drinks like a dumbass, and I still have to go to the actual prom part of the night, which we all know is the worst part of the night to begin with.

    So we do that, and I really don't remember anything because it was boring and stupid (it was in the high school cafeteria- awesome), and all go back to my house to change clothes for the after party (everyone is supposed to be staying at my house because I had the cool parents that didn't care about drinking) and wash off my beers. Both of my friends' dates take off at this point because they don't want to get sick/thrown up on, and my girlfriend refuses to go to the party because she was still pissed, so I load up the cancer patient and the lush and head to the party (they both refuse to stay home from the festivities, even in their states).

    And, of course, both of them change their minds as soon as we pull up, and they now want to go home. Being the good friend that I was, I complied with their wishes, came on home, and just went and got in bed. I'd had enough of that shit.

    A Night To Remember, my ass.
     
  8. Sam N

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    I like what you're trying to start WickedBitch, let's see the picture y'all. I'll begrudgingly post some later on, as I know the old flame has some on facebook or whatever. I remember I wore an all white tuxedo.... Yikes.... Of course, that was only what, five years ago?
     
  9. cynismus

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    Prom was pretty forgettable, and I don't remember anything standing out.

    Except for the fact that all we had to drink at my buddy's house afterward was Smirnoff Ice. If that wasn't my first ever FML moment, I don't know what was.
     
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    Most of my time in high school was a blur of band practice, braces, chess meetings, and acne. Early on, I had a huge crush on one of my guy friends. Being bolder than my appearance should have dictated, I decided to kiss him after school one day and ask him out. He declined and tried not to dry heave.
    Come Senior Prom, I was getting ready to go into the Army so I actually had a little bit of muscle. I cleaned up and filled out enough that I wasn't completely repulsive. So who should come knocking on my homeroom door one day to ask me to prom but crush from 3 years ago? I was wholly uninterested, but given my other options (read: none) I had no choice really. So I took him, danced with him, posed for pictures, and tried to have a good time, but it was so forced and we were so sober that it was thoroughly unenjoyable. No booze, no sex, maybe a good night kiss? I can't even remember.
    I think he took this as a green light that were dating though so I had to officially break it off a month later so he would stop following me around.
    Fuck my high school life with a razor blade dildo. College rocked.
     
  11. jennitalia

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    At my high school we didn't call it prom, but it was the same basic premise. I went in grade 11 and then my own graduating year. Both years I went with "virgin 'til they're married," strictly friend zone boys, so there was no pressure there.

    After the grand march, there was a dance which everyone just skipped in order to pre-game for Dry Grad. I think my date and I made a run to the liquor store and smoked Cohibas in his truck before we went. Dry Grad consisted of large inflatable games, sumo wrestling suits, and copious amounts of greasy food.

    I made my date pose for the obligatory tree picture:
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    Please note/ignore my ridiculous tan. Also my fake smile due to the fact the NHL draft was on and I would've rather been watching that than taking cheesy pictures.
     
  12. fleafly

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    I went to prom as a sophomore. It was an uneventful prom. I still lived in my own world so girls and getting some were the furthest thing from my mind. I skipped my junior prom to go to the Aerosmith concert. Sadly the concert was canceled a week or so before so I could have gone. My senior year was also uneventful. I went with a friend and was still shy and had no confidence so I tried nothing.

    My high school life sucked.
     
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    Pretty run-of-the mill here except that after my junior year (apparently our class gave the school some major headaches) they decided senior ball would have a "minimum" time that everyone attending had to actually be inside the place. So yeah, basically at 8 PM or whenever it was they locked the doors for 45 minutes. Spent a good 20 of those with the boys throwing junior mints down into the dancing crowd below. An hour went by and it was off to our buddies camp an hour north. Fun but run-of-the mill situation.

    Did anyone else get locked in because no one wanted to be there? We couldn't believe it at the time.
     
  14. Mantis Toboggan M.D.

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    My junior and senior proms could not have been more polar opposites. Junior year I went with the girl I'd dated on and off all through high school, and it would be the final blow to our relationship. We said maybe 3 words to each other the entire night (despite my efforts to make it an enjoyable evening), and aside from a breakup phone call a couple days later didn't speak again until she began dating one of my best friends the following year. On top of this, it was held in some shitty hotel, we had a crappy run-of-the-mill limo, and didn't really do anything fun afterwards.

    Senior year, I went to prom with my new, crazy, nymphomaniac girlfriend. We took a stretch Hummer limo and the prom was held at the Pyramid Club at the top of one of Philadelphia's tallest buildings (it's the glowing pyramid in the picture below). We had sex in the women's bathroom at the event itself, which still brings a smile to my face every time I'm watching an Eagles/Phillies/Sixers game and I see that building on the skyline shot when they come back from commercial. Afterwards, we went to my friend's place, drank for a bit, and had crazy monkey sex in the guest bedroom. Awesome times.


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  15. scotchcrotch

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    I didn't go to prom.

    For whatever reason, I was terrified of girls when I was in high school. It was a combination of insecurity and an aggressive libido that made me feel awkward. So I wasted all my pent up nervous energy by masturbating.

    Don't worry, I more than made up for it in college.
     
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    In a less eloquent way, I didn't go to prom because I didn't have a job, nor a car, nor any balls to ask a girl.

    A lot of my close friends at the time also had problems with their balls descending, so we threw a party at Schwabs house instead. The only tits any of us saw that night was from the stripper that we hired.

    Oh and his parents were home. Cool folks though, they provided the kegs and liquor.
     
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    My Junior Prom sucked, my date ditched me for a guy named Bernie. Fucking Bernie? Yeah. Oh, and she did this in the most public and humiliating manner possible.

    My Senior Prom was very uneventful, I didn't get laid, and it was in Jersey.

    Yeah, not a good track record, and I even had the whole 'Bond, White Jacket with Black Tux' thing going on.

    Oh yeah, I was haaaaawt.
     
  18. LucasJackson

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    Christ, I had the worst prom my junior year and got denied by five girls my senior year and went towards the end by myself. That being said you can call it sour grapes, but I have no idea what is so fucking great about prom. We're all losers, who are we trying to fool?

    I can hardly put it in words, but I was so weird in high school it was criminal. My junior year I had a class with a freshman who I thought was pretty cool, so I asked her to prom and she said yes. Weirdest thing I think I have ever done, or will ever do, especially because she wouldn't dance with me, hold hands for the picture, I had to take her home directly afterward and not to mention, she brought along her friend. Yeah, I hit a home run there.

    By my senior year I was at a different school and a girl I liked from my old school had transferred as well halfway through, and I thought she did it to be with me. So after hitting it off for a couple months I asked her to prom, she still said no. My heart sank at that one, and four rejections later from other girls I pretty much gave up and went to my sister's friend's wedding instead on the night of prom. I'm a pretty stable human being now, but it will forever baffle me when I look back just how I weird I was growing up.
     
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    I was disinvited to my senior prom by local police. So I went and saw Revenge of the Sith instead.
     
  20. Sam N

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    Prom was a blast. Afterparty wasn't so fun. Next morning we went to Cedar Point and got hotel rooms there. Got laid, got drunk, had a blast. This picture taken immediately before I popped two E pills and rolled my balls off. I may in fact already be high or drunk here...

    I don't know... white tuxes were just the cool thing to do at that time I guess.
     

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