Not wanting to go to Prom
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i went to both the first one (after secondary) and the second (after 6th form/college) the first was the first time i tried weed, had a new girlfriend (who wasn't there, was the year below me) and the ex was there. pretty off my face, the ex asked me to dance (she still wanted me back) and i burst into fits of laughter in her face and said no. otherwise, was pretty fucking awful.
the second would have been just as bad, but i could drink by then, so me and my friend got fairly pissed and had an eating contest, seeing as the only free stuff was roast pork rolls, which were awesome. otherwise, would have been worse than the first one.
TL;DR, proms are shit unless you're popular or intoxicated
the second would have been just as bad, but i could drink by then, so me and my friend got fairly pissed and had an eating contest, seeing as the only free stuff was roast pork rolls, which were awesome. otherwise, would have been worse than the first one.
TL;DR, proms are shit unless you're popular or intoxicated
I'd politely suggest that you consider going. Though if you don't want to go then whatever, it's
up to you.
EDIT: btw both the proms I went to were unlike the American ones in the way that they weren't really focused on bringing or finding a date. They were more like well-dressed parties. I didn't really enjoy the first one I went to but the second one was great. It was the last time I ever got to see some of the people I went to school with.
up to you.
EDIT: btw both the proms I went to were unlike the American ones in the way that they weren't really focused on bringing or finding a date. They were more like well-dressed parties. I didn't really enjoy the first one I went to but the second one was great. It was the last time I ever got to see some of the people I went to school with.
"shitty music and food and me having to comfort some guy I hardly knew"hazabaza1 said:
Is this just a thing? Is this required criteria for a grad(term we use here)/prom? Cause that was what I had aswell. Though it wasn't a stranger or a bloke in my case, it was MY date who had a nasty fight with her boyfriend, who wasn't invited as he wasn't part of the school (sounds more awkward then it was, we had no chemistry, it was more fulfilling social expectations on my part, and excuse for her to dress up and be with her friends for her). The fight had nothing to do with me by the way.
They didn't break up in the end, but with a few drinks it was the end of the world for her. So after an hour or 2 of sobbing I told her to call her parents and call it a night, as with all the smooching going on, this wasn't the best place for her to get her head around her situation (and was mildly concerned she would project on me or something to that affect).
The after party was basically better then the entire night leading up to it. Tasty barbecue under moonlight with table tennis, table football and playstation tournaments. I fell asleep on an armchair and funny pictures were taken.
Basically, the grad was a complete waste of time and only got in the way of a fun party.
So, OP, if you don't want to go, don't go. I highly doubt it will change your life. People make a BIG fucking deal of this arbitrary milestone events. A few years down the line, other then some potential humorous anecdotes and tenderised hearts, the whole ordeal will be forgotten about.
If there is an afterparty with someone you know and like, ask if you can come to that... otherwise fuck it, grab a tasty treat and celebrate in your own privacy. Or you know, what you do every other fucking day.
Let me tell you the story of a young man who was tricked into going to a High school football game by his friends and family in his senior year.
Why did they trick him? They considered watching sports great fun and thought his deliberate avoidance of his school's previous games during his entire four years of high school needed to be remedied.
They thought "Of course he'll love football after watching a game from the stands. He'll realize how silly he's been and he won't be mad about our little white lie of his friends taking him to go see the movie he's been waiting for all year."
Now I could tell you that his well meaning loved ones had been right, that the night ended with him happily thanking them for introducing him to the world of sports, but that ain't what F***ING happened.
What happened consisted of miserably sitting through the three longest hours of his life while glaring at everyone and everything. He was so maddeningly and bitterly bored that he actually tried to nod off a few times, only for someone to nudge him awake going "YOU'RE GOING TO MISS IT!!"
When his kidnappers finally dropped him off at home and his parents gleefully admitted their part in the deception, they stood there with knowing smiles waiting for him to tell them all about his great evening and his new love of sports.
What they got was a small period of stunned silence followed up with a large amount of very loud "Not thanking the parents" and finally ending with a paragraph OF colorful language that could be best summarized as "You've just turned my disinterest towards sports into a full blown spite-fueled hatred with pure blooded sith proportions"
He never got an apology because according to everyone involved, it was his own fault that he refused to have a good time at the event they brought him to under false pretenses and he was stupid for being mad about their complete dismissal of his feelings.
Long story short: Don't try to pressure or trick someone into experiencing the magic of a hobby they clearly have no interest in because they're not going to appreciate it.
No seriously, I wasn't kidding about that hatred thing. This story happened in 2007 and I still get mad just thinking about it, not because I had to sit through a football game, but because I was told by people I cared about that my opinion didn't matter to them.
Why did they trick him? They considered watching sports great fun and thought his deliberate avoidance of his school's previous games during his entire four years of high school needed to be remedied.
They thought "Of course he'll love football after watching a game from the stands. He'll realize how silly he's been and he won't be mad about our little white lie of his friends taking him to go see the movie he's been waiting for all year."
Now I could tell you that his well meaning loved ones had been right, that the night ended with him happily thanking them for introducing him to the world of sports, but that ain't what F***ING happened.
What happened consisted of miserably sitting through the three longest hours of his life while glaring at everyone and everything. He was so maddeningly and bitterly bored that he actually tried to nod off a few times, only for someone to nudge him awake going "YOU'RE GOING TO MISS IT!!"
When his kidnappers finally dropped him off at home and his parents gleefully admitted their part in the deception, they stood there with knowing smiles waiting for him to tell them all about his great evening and his new love of sports.
What they got was a small period of stunned silence followed up with a large amount of very loud "Not thanking the parents" and finally ending with a paragraph OF colorful language that could be best summarized as "You've just turned my disinterest towards sports into a full blown spite-fueled hatred with pure blooded sith proportions"
He never got an apology because according to everyone involved, it was his own fault that he refused to have a good time at the event they brought him to under false pretenses and he was stupid for being mad about their complete dismissal of his feelings.
Long story short: Don't try to pressure or trick someone into experiencing the magic of a hobby they clearly have no interest in because they're not going to appreciate it.
No seriously, I wasn't kidding about that hatred thing. This story happened in 2007 and I still get mad just thinking about it, not because I had to sit through a football game, but because I was told by people I cared about that my opinion didn't matter to them.
We don't really have proms in the Netherlands, but we do have a 'gala' near Christmas usually. Pretty much the same thing, except not with the whole corsage / date requirements.
But yeah, I didn't go. I don't drink, I don't dance, and I'm pretty much immune to peer pressure. Not to mention that my parents were totally cool with me making my own decisons.
But yeah, I didn't go. I don't drink, I don't dance, and I'm pretty much immune to peer pressure. Not to mention that my parents were totally cool with me making my own decisons.
I didn't go to any organized school events. The less time I spent doing anything school related the better. It was also the dark time at the epitome of "soulja boy tell em"'s success so I wanted no part in the music. Also I hate dressing nice and I was already getting laid so there was no benefit in it for me.
Unless you have a group of friends that are getting drunk after or like to dance, there's really nothing special about being in the cafeteria with the same people you've spent the last 4 years around listening to shitty music.
Unless you have a group of friends that are getting drunk after or like to dance, there's really nothing special about being in the cafeteria with the same people you've spent the last 4 years around listening to shitty music.
I have been to 4 "proms". Two from my own school and 2 I was invited to.
All were a waste of my time.
If you do not go it won't matter. If you're not there people will not remember it because people won't be keeping track of who they do see there. If someone does record who was and was not there be sure to insult them for being so pathetic.
All were a waste of my time.
If you do not go it won't matter. If you're not there people will not remember it because people won't be keeping track of who they do see there. If someone does record who was and was not there be sure to insult them for being so pathetic.
I knew prom was going to be boring if I went with my girlfriend at the time, so I took my best friend instead.
That boy was a dance machine. He was literally drenched in sweat.
I should also mention that enjoying things like prom and bars are learned behaviors. By going to more such events, you'll be more likely to start having fun at them. Not that you need to find everything fun, but it certainly helps with living.
That boy was a dance machine. He was literally drenched in sweat.
I should also mention that enjoying things like prom and bars are learned behaviors. By going to more such events, you'll be more likely to start having fun at them. Not that you need to find everything fun, but it certainly helps with living.
I thought the same way as the OP when I had my prom (we called it a formal), but I still went and ended up having a good time. I was dateless, but that just means fewer responsibilities and being able to cut in on the dance floor after the other guys had gotten bored.
You know what really sucks ? Asking a girl, she agrees but later down the line dumps you. That's what happened to me. I asked her out around February but two weeks ago she told me she doesn't want to go anymore, she didn't even have the courage to tell me that in person. Guess that's what happens when you ask out the hot popular girl. At first I was angry but it didn't last long because I realized the two of us didn't have much in common but here is the real kicker, all the girls that I was saving for a back up plan is now taken. So I'm stuck without a date and all the girls I know or chat with are taken.
OT: If you don't wanna go then don't.
OT: If you don't wanna go then don't.
It's just another party. You'll have dozens of them in your life and most of them will be just "meh".
Partying seems very important as long as you're young and can't do it. And sooner or later you notice, it's not all that special. Booze and loud music that's all.
And if you want to get laid a bar > party.
Partying seems very important as long as you're young and can't do it. And sooner or later you notice, it's not all that special. Booze and loud music that's all.
And if you want to get laid a bar > party.
Prom night is just a party, going or not going does not affect anything. I didn't go to my prom nor to my college graduation party, which was harder to NOT go: one of my classmates (my classroom was very united) actually phoned home to talk to me and then to my father to try and make him make me go to the damn party (which was absurdly expensive by the way, so expensive you could easily pay a very comfortable trip to USA or Europe or even a cruise), he even said there was enough room in the table he bought for me and my family and he would gladly GIVE it to me, but I HAD to go because well, I was part of the classroom and the whole class had to be there. He said "hey, after college we lose contact etc" but that isn't true, nowadays we HARDLY lose contact, it becomes less personal, but he hardly lose absolute contact, due to Facebook, internet and other modern features. In the end I did something stupid: I agreed to go, but since the problem wasn't money I bought my own table, and then me and my family decided we were going to travel and that money could be better used (IF I WAS SURE I WANTED THAT WAY) "enhancing" our trip lol, which is what happened I say the decision was stupid because per contract I had to leave a certain amount of money with party companyAkichi Daikashima said:
And as I predicted, I still keep in contact with everyone from college, having lost track ONLY of those I myself wanted to lose contact with lol.
I ended up going because all my friends were going. My suit was horribly itchy and I never wore it again, the food was awful, I got searched for drugs at the after-party, but I guess it was a fun social occasion otherwise.
In retrospect I would have rather gone to an ordinary rave than to my prom. That night I was the only one of my class who didn't bring a girlfriend, the band played bad songs and in the end we just ended up chatting over a few pints of beer on the terrace outside. Granted I had some good laughs with my friends but if I had a choice I'd rather see them now more often without the fancy clothes than one last time in fancy clothes.
