This weekend, many young people are celebrating their graduations and proms. As much as I hate to even recall that day, I will.
I was the Class of Year 2000. It should have been memorable, special and fun...to me, it was anything but. First of all, I didn't have a date, but on the upside, neither did most of the girls in my little "group"...so we decided to use Hollie's boyfriend and everyone go with him! Bahaha!
{Insert picture here...but it was in storage and not even worth finding}
Leading up to grad there was a dispute of some sort and all my friends got this limo to take them around to everything that day, I was left out though because my friend's brother didn't like me. I still, honestly resent him for that to this day. Anyways...
I got my hair done, got into my dress, met the "group" at Hollie's neighbours for pictures then they all headed out in their limo while I basically bawled and cried. I didn't even wanna go at this point. I wasn't getting any awards or saying any speeches, why did I have to go? I was miserable.
Cocktails was the first stop and I had to get my parents to drive me...in their big ass Lincoln (that I would later call Abe). I made them drop me off and leave, and I felt like an idiot. We didn't really have any other friends than our own little group so mingling at the party was to a minimum. There were toasts and more pictures - lots of pictures. I clearly don't remember much except for watching all the girls to see who had the same dresses. Two girls in our "group" actually ended up having the same one.
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| Similar to Abe but more of a...bronzy car! |
After cocktails, it was the dinner. Again, boring! My parents picked me up and I met everyone there. The only thing I remember about that was my cousin and his now-wife singing "I Hope You Dance" by Leanne Womack and my grandpa choking on the chicken. I remember sitting close to Hollie and actually giggling but probably feeling more embarrassed that this was going on. My grandpa was fine by the way. Another bit of information, we had yellow napkins and I clearly remember dropping a chicken wing (who serves chicken wings when you are in gowns...or who's the idiot that eats one knowing you are dressed up - geez) and wiping myself with the napkin and the yellow napkin smudged all over my navy blue dress.
After dinner, we then were to go to our school for the dance portion. Again, more pictures were taken and I don't think there was any dancing from us. We were always the wallflowers at dances, so why would prom change anything.
The most exciting part of grad is the after grad. Well that wasn't exciting for us cuz we were not those partiers who drank. This would probably be the first time I actually drank. I think my cooler had like 4 Mike's Hard Lemonade. Hardcore! We went to Jill's grandma's house and changed into jeans and headed to after grad. No one actually told us that after grad starts LATE...we were there with like 5 people and by the time we were ready to leave, the party was just getting started. We had decided to leave the outside after grad and head to our friend Chris's place where we partied in his garage. All our parents felt this was much safer cuz we had a place to crash and everyone was safe (I am pretty sure I actually got hit with the garage door and passed out for like 60 seconds so how is that safer) and we were off the roads (not that any of us had our license anyways).
Anyways, that was the end of our grad. I don't think we woke up with pounding heads...I was just glad to have it all behind me. People always say they wish they could go back...NOT ME...not one single bit. High school was the worse point in my life I think!
Happy Thursday