Yesterday was prom at my high school. I'm a freshman, but it's a really small school, and if they only let seniors in, there'd be a really bad turnout. But as it is, they let in everyone in the school, so like half the school was there, including me.
It's a "formal occasion," though, so I had to wear a suit. I actually look pretty good in a suit, but everyone there seemed so surprised.
The prom was held in the ballroom of an old park that was reasonably close to where I live. The theme was carnival, but there wasn't a lot of carnival stuff there. They did, though have a cotton candy machine AND a popcorn machine. But what really got me was the GINGER ALE. I love that stuff. My friend Zachary also came, but he doesn't like carbonated drinks, so he had a bottle of water.
The last party I'd been to like this had been my middle school graduation party, which hadn't turned out too well. This one was a bit smaller, but no less loud. And I'm not very good with loud noises, given my super-hearing.
Later, I went to the carousel in the park. I hadn't been on one of those things since I was a little kid, and it really took me back. Zachary and I were going to argue over who got the lion, but another student beat us to it.
Then I went to the playground! I may be 14 years old, but I still very much enjoy swinging on the swings. After that, I went back to the ballroom and started to dance. Well, actually, I don't know how to dance, so it was more like moving my limbs to the beat. But that was the best part. You didn't need to. It was pretty fun all the same. Although I might've gotten a few funny looks when I started doing the Funky Chicken to pop music.
I did that for a long time, just enjoying myself, before walking around, eating cotton candy, and regaining my energy. Then I signed the graduation card for Zachary and mine's mutual friend, Adam. I then saw people using the signing Sharpies to draw smiley faces on the balloons, so I decided to make my own.
I was very proud of my work, so I asked if I could take it home. They said I could. I was very happy as I walked to the car with my balloon, although it might have freaked out some bystanders. I got home around 11:00 and got to watch the end of a Scottish movie with my dad. I'd have to call that one of the best parties I've ever been to.
Dangit, I forgot to make it funny.
Well, two guys walked into a bar. Neither one thought to duck.
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