Prom. Oh god, prom.
I’m not going to do a 30 day entry today, but I AM writing and that’s the whole point of it.
Alright, Ara, here comes a bomb–I’m going to prom. With Nina. In like two weeks. Oh my god. I’m going to prom. I don’t want to go. But I promised her that I would. But I don’t want to go. But I promised my best friend. But I’m scared. But I PROMISED. But… Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Ara, what do I do?!
OH.
My.
GoD.
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Go to prom! Senior year was the only year I went and I had a blast. I was very anti-social, only had a couple of friends and we had a ball dancing and just being us. Don’t worry about anyone else. Just have fun, be yourself, and let loose. (Assuming this is your senior year.. but still follow the advice anyway.)
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Go!! My husband regrets not going to this day, as do a lot of people. I went to both Jr and senior they were fun. The funnest part was dressing up and just having a ball with friends.
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That’s so great! You probably would regret it if you didn’t go.
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