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while looking through my backpack after a Long 8 hour day, I found a prom paper, stating: A Mystical Evening." well, this (as most things do) brought back memories of last prom.

the highlight of my night, was not what is commonly expected. the most potent thing I can remember is my date, Alexa, in a red dress (that looks like the one Stephanie Colman had used at church another night) and high heels. the second most potent memory was when she put on the hugest, most manly, football team coat I had ever seen before getting into the car. or at least that is what I think I remember most. the next sight I remember was a boxing match at post prom with a hispanic boy and me realizing for the third time that year, that I will get my a** handed to me in any fight where using my legs is not an option.

the problem when I recollect is that the feelings associated with the recollection also come back. this is an interesting combination, the feel of my hands on her hips when we slowdanced, and the feel of a leather glove to my face over and over again, another combination was the helplessness when I sat there as Shannon nearly had her screaming in passion from a foot rub and the feel of the indoor poor on my skin.

sometimes these senses overwhelm me and I relive every aspect of that night, every feeling I had and every valued second that was not wasted. from the giddy awkwardness as Alexa tried to pin a crosage to me, and the confused yet thankful feeling when Ben partyboyed me to relive the tension.

alas, this prom I am going solo. why you ask? because
1.I am a ******** up and should not be trusted.
2.I fall for girls who like to cheat on me.
3.the girls who will go out with me already have boyfriends.
4.I intend to leave everything behind when I graduate.
5.the excuse I used last time "(neither of us have been to prom before)" will not work a second time.
6. there are more I just don't want to keep thinking, I am getting depressed. ~_~

either way Alexa has no reason to go out with me again, and I have no reason to go out with anyone anyone else, so, I am going solo for a long, long while. (that includes prom.)