I went to mine. I went to my 9th grade homecoming (disaster), and my senior year homecoming (this one.) Tonight was some of the most fun I've had in my hole life, and it really helped to offset the worst week of my entire life.
So. Some of you are going to see these pictures and ask why. I don't know why. It's just something I wanted to do. It wasn't a bet, it was all my own idea. And it was fun!
Ironically enough, I felt far less selfconscious in a dress than I do in a suit.
I had some gorram awesome times though. I'd go up to random guys and start dancing with them backwards, and they'd dance back, and then I'd turn around and they'd run away.
But I danced with the Principle of my school, and the nazi administrator, and a couple teachers.
The only reason I have those shoes on, by the way, is because they don't /make/ women's shoes in my size.
So. Some of you are going to see these pictures and ask why. I don't know why. It's just something I wanted to do. It wasn't a bet, it was all my own idea. And it was fun!
Ironically enough, I felt far less selfconscious in a dress than I do in a suit.
I had some gorram awesome times though. I'd go up to random guys and start dancing with them backwards, and they'd dance back, and then I'd turn around and they'd run away.
But I danced with the Principle of my school, and the nazi administrator, and a couple teachers.
The only reason I have those shoes on, by the way, is because they don't /make/ women's shoes in my size.