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Introduction Summer 2009 is the best summer I had so far. Aside from not swimming since I had to review for college entrance tests, I was invited to go to a science summer camp. It was the first time our department of science held a camp like that, so I was pretty honored to be part of it. I was put in the Math sub-camp (believe me; I really thought it was John or Ian or some other math geek of our batch who is going to participate). Along with seven other batch mates (Lana for Biology; Rob for Energy and Materials Engineering; Christiana for Embedded Systems; Rica for Mobile Robotics; Anne for Information and Communications Technology; Neale for Physics and Ken for Chemistry), we represented our school campus alongside 31 other science schools that joined. The sub-camps were held from May 4 until May 9 in various places; the school camps (we were under Geology) were held from May 10 until May 12 (which was also the closing ceremony) in one of our provinces. It was so fun. Of course I wouldn’t elaborate much on that camp because it defeats the purpose of a prom story, but I told you that because that was where I became friends with Neale and eventually had a crush on her. No, nothing as serious as my crush on Jim; in fact, looking back, I have to admit that I mistook my friendship with Neale with something else. But that was before my prom story for 2010 started. Neale is a front lobber guy, so you can see that I regard him as one of those high-class persons. When the camp ended, both of us never thought that we will be friends, well, because we were simply staying on different areas of the school. Despite that, we became close friends to the point that we can tell secrets to each other. It was nice to know that I have another friend to tell my stories to. Also, he loves Physics. By love, I mean, LOVE. And he is also a genuine lover. Like I said, when he loves, he does love. Now, let me introduce you to another guy: Greg. If you read my previous story, you can see that I described Greg as: “a newfound friend of mine whom I urged to ask out his crush to the prom (it was successful!)” Actually, Greg was also a front lobber. I have his ID in my messenger list, but never talked to him online until July 7, 2008. It was funny how our friendship started: it was all because of research and white list problems. We were classmates on the Math elective (alongside with John), so I knew he is an extern and so has unrestricted access to the internet. During that time I want to finish my research problems already, but I have no one to IM to help me get the websites I needed. That was then I IM’ed him:
21:27:02 me: like, can i ask you a favor? 21:27:12 greg: sure. what? 21:27:33 me: :D 21:27:56 me: research stuff 21:28:06 me: haha xD 21:28:22 greg: ahh 21:28:22 greg: sure 21:28:22 greg: XD 21:28:27 greg: print? 21:29:21 me: i can't access most sites because of this white list 21:29:25 me: so can i ask you if you can find a GOOD site about hairstyles today, and another about how touch-screen monitors work? :D 21:30:38 greg: okay... if you can't see the sites, how will i show you? 21:32:55 me: uh, save the page? 21:33:03 greg: oh okie 21:33:05 me: and send to my email? 21:33:15 me: :D 21:33:18 greg: sure sure :P 21:33:49 greg: what's your email? 21:34:17 me: sorry for the hassle 21:34:25 me: :D 21:34:31 greg: no prob 21:34:31 me: oh, btw 21:34:37 me: are you gonna join in that camp our elective teacher told us earlier? 21:34:41 me: haha xD 21:34:44 greg: nope 21:34:45 greg: :P 21:34:57 me: :D 21:34:58 me: just choose the best for you 21:35:02 me: then imma check 21:35:03 me: really, you’re not gonna join? 21:35:04 me: you’re so good in math and yet you’re not gonna join? 21:35:05 me: haha 21:35:05 me: xD And it all started from that piece of conversation. After that, we realized that, whoa, it’s like we’ve known each other for a long time! I can’t really describe it; it just felt so right to have him as a friend. We became best friends eventually. Even before we graduate, we can’t believe that fact that even though it was late when we became friends (junior year), it’s as if we’ve known each other for a long time. Meant-to-be don’t you think? :P By the way, I think he’s the one who introduced Detective Conan movies to my life. It’s because of him that I came to LOVE Detective Conan, even though he’s not much of a fan right now. I still love it. :D He’s also a talented musician (especially in piano!). He can play piano, guitar, and sometimes drums. He also has a great singing voice! I love it :D:D
The Asking Out and Answering It After what happened to the 2009 prom, I told myself I wouldn’t ask anyone out on 2010 prom because 1.) I don’t want to be responsible for my partner and; 2.) I just want to see if someone likes me enough to ask me out to the prom (I had Jim in mind when I said this to myself). When October came I was thinking of the prom already (again) when everyone was busy studying for the first semester exams (because of the AH1N1 and typhoons many classes were suspended that the first quarter exam was fused with the second quarter exam). Actually, I doubted if I really wasn’t going to ask anyone out. Since I have inferiority tendencies, I thought no one will ask me and well, I want to have a partner because it’s going to be the last formal event of my high school life (you might think the graduation ball counts but graduation ball is the formal event when you hang out with friends; besides, it’s not common to actually have a grad ball date). I thought of guys I could ask out and two people came into my mind: Neale and Jim. But Jim, I think I have already given up on him by that time so I didn’t want to ask him out. As for Neale, well he’s the one I want to ask me out. By the end of October some of my friends (like Christiana) are asking me if I’m going to ask anyone out. I told them no, and I set a deadline: if no one’s going to ask me out by the end of 2009, then I guess I’ll have to go as a wallflower (female version of stag, as my friend once said). But lo and behold, someone actually asked me out! You know who it was? It’s Greg! It was on the afternoon of November 9, 2009. At first I planned to sleep after my class ended at 4:10 PM, but my roommate, Len, has a religious instructor that wants some survey from high school students for her friend. So when Len asked us to fill up this survey, we went to the chapel. It was pretty long, but we had fun answering the survey. It was a part-social, part-religious survey. At 5:45 PM, Greg suddenly texted me: “Go down :D” (by “go down” he meant that I should go down from my room on the second floor to the lobby of the dorm). I replied: “Haha, why? I’m here at the chapel, just finishing a survey.” He replied: “Let’s watch Detective Conan.” I replied: “Okay. I’m going to the dorm in 5 minutes.” So, I excused myself from Len’s instructor to go to our dorm. When I arrived, Greg was already there. We talked for a while when a junior dorm mate (who was also a friend of Greg) went down as I was about to go up. It was funny, her conversation with Greg: Her: ..by the way, brother, have do you have a prom date already? Greg: Nah, not yet at least haha.
At that moment I looked at Greg and laughed. Then I went upstairs to get my laptop so that he can watch Detective Conan movie 13. I brought along a snack and water so that I can eat while he watched. When I came down, another junior dorm mate of mine also went down (yes, another friend of Greg). She reached Greg (who was standing at the foot of the stairs) before I did and they talked for a while: Her: ..do you have any plans on asking someone out for the prom, brother? Greg: Well.. (smile) Apparently, I wasn’t the only one thinking about prom on that time. I heard that conversation, and as we walked to the couches I commented rather happily, “Tsk tsk, prom.” and laughed it off. I didn’t get Greg’s reaction that time, but I can say he smiled at my comment. So he watched the movie as far as he can go, because at around 6:10 PM, his father contacted him already to tell him he’s at the school to pick him up. While waiting for the laptop to shut down, I was facing my right because my snack and water were there. Greg, who was seated to my left, suddenly said: “Is it okay if we go to the prom together?” I knew it. Those two conversations; I’m sure God will not let me hear it for nothing. Even though I felt he was going to ask me out, I was still surprised that he did it. I smiled, went back to my usual face, and faced him. We looked at each other before I broke contact and said to him while I continued to fix the stuff: “I’ll tell you tomorrow my answer.” He said okay, and went home already. After I watched him leave, I sighed and slouched back to the couch. I was half-happy, half-sad. “WAIT. Half-sad?! Why? What’s wrong with this woman?! Someone finally asked her out – isn’t that what she wanted? What the hell! I can understand why she was happy – it’s obvious. But sad?” You might be thinking along these lines, but I didn’t introduce Neale to you for nothing. Yes, I even thought of saying NO to Greg so that I can risk the chance of having Neale as my prom date. It was bad, I know, but during that time, I really want Neale. Luckily, a girl friend and fellow senior dorm mate of mine, Mea, asked me to accompany her to walk around the campus (I knew it was just an alibi to walk at the front lobby so that she can see Felix, one of the close friends of Neale, and fawn over him). Being confused as to what to say to Greg the following day, I accepted it and we walked. I told Mea about how I should deal with Neale without actually saying his name. While on that topic, she told me about how she saw Neale and Lana together, walking dusk
time around the campus (during that time Lana and Mea are enemies, so I guess she just said that to mock her). When I heard that, I was not hurt at all. I even smiled at that sentence! That was when I realized, I didn’t have serious crush on Neale, and I might just say YES to Greg after all. But I decided to give it one more shot: I will tell Neale indirectly that I want him to be my prom date, just to test him. If he said yes, then no to Greg (which I thought might happen). So I made up my plan already. After the walk, we went to our respective rooms and I immediately went online so that I can chat with Neale and to finally decide what my answer to Greg should be. To tell you the truth, Neale and I had a very long conversation about it. After realizing I was referring to him, he said “Uh, sorry, but I already asked someone out, and she said yes already.” Boom! I knew it. I made him elaborate more, and I swear I did everything to keep my squeals and laughter down (and yes, that someone was Lana). After that I kept on smiling because: 1.) It was true, Neale and Lana. Lana is the typical gossip girl, so being the first person (at least based on Neale) to know about that, it was like getting a sweet revenge on Lana; 2.) I have a prom date already! Of course, it’s Greg! and; 3.) I am happy for Neale because after his miserable failure with his last crush (who, by the way, ended up with Felix. They were so cute.), he finally found someone who “likes” him back. Before I slept, I swear someone might have thought I was crazy because I keep on smiling. Haha, I was so happy at that time.
The following day, after our elective class ended, I told Greg, “Sure!” After that, we were officially prom dates :D I was so happy. Oh you know what, 10 days after Greg asked me out, it was his birthday :)) I guess I can call my “yes” to him as my birthday present. XD By the way.. Greg told me later during the grad ball, that when he asked me out to the prom, that was then he realized that he loves me :D He’s a sweet guy. Anyways, you might think that after I said yes, we were in that hazy area of intersection of friends and lovers (the mutual understanding thing). Well, no. At least, not yet :)
The Prom Before I finally start my story on the prom itself, let me tell you that Prom 2010 is simply way better than that of 2009. No failures, I’m not late, full of surprises and my partner and I actually had that romantic feeling that is always present in a date. I enjoyed it thoroughly (except maybe the dinner and the choice of fast dance music). It was simply.. excellent. Perfect. As usual, before the Prom happened on January 30, 2010, our school held its annual math and science week. On January 28, the usual math intersection was held. I actually made it to the individual and team competitions! Given the math subject in fourth year (calculus), I thought I will not qualify for the team, much more for the individual competition. But I did, and since individual competition comes first, I was pretty nervous. I want to win that competition; it’s hard to win any medals in that high school. But guess what? John isn’t competing! There were rumors that John intentionally flunked the screening test for reasons I do not know. Instead of just sitting down though, he actually hosted the math intersection for us seniors! It was fun. And since I was at the middle-front, I can see him (and believe me, I was inspired so much haha). By the way, Greg also qualified; he was seated at my left :D It. Was. Exhilarating. Especially that one time when I was the only one who got the answer in a Difficult question. John’s reaction was.. whoa you actually got it! I smiled at him in a knowing way, saying in my mind ha! Beat that! :P And you know what? I WON SECOND PLACE! I just love the number two! Ian, one of the math geeks, didn’t even make it to the top three, so I was pretty surprised. Much more, Milo, another math geek, didn’t make it too! O: anyways, by the end of the Very Difficult round, we had a first placer, Pat, seated to my right (if only I divided my answer by 2 I would have been the first placer :( but that’s okay, since I love the number two). For the second place though, Milo, June (a girl), and I are tied. When the Easy-Clincher question came, June and I got it; Milo missed by a negative sign. So it’s just between June and I. When the Average-Clincher question came, I answered it correctly! Boy I was so glad I got to my favorite numbered place! Oh fine, I was carried away. Here’s (finally) how my prom went: Since I don’t want to go home and worry about my appearance, and since Greg is going to fetch me from the dorm, I decided to have a weekend stay. Friday nights at the dorm is really relaxing since there are only a few people, fast wifi (even if grey list) and nothing to worry about since it’s the prom weekend. I slept kind of early, and woke up at around 12nn. I was just lazing around (I think every senior dorm mate of mine went home to have themselves fixed/ have a transportation/ be fetched by their prom date) until 12:45pm, when I took a bath, dressed in t-shirt, jeans and rubber shoes, and put in a paper bag my
prom dress (a black dress with a ribbon and brooch at the left chest), cycling shorts and jacket. Since the dress is worn from the top, I have to wear it before I got my hair and makeup fixed so that my make-up and hair will not be destroyed. After that, I was ready to go to the mall nearest to our school. Since I have plenty of time, what I did first was to find where to have my hair and make-up fixed. I ended up in one of the famous salons, and I inquired how long it will take. They said about 1 hour or so. Since Greg told me he’s going to pick me up from the dorm at around 5pm (and I bet at that time that he will be late), I told the salon I will come back, and wandered around the mall. Time check: 2:00pm. As I wandered I found a crepe store where I have always wanted to eat. So, I bought a mango-Nutella crepe, added with soft serve and chocolate syrup. It was kind of expensive, but it was worth it. After that I went to the ground floor and ordered a boutonnière (a red rose; I told Greg I want a red rose haha) for Greg. I told the florist that I will come back. Then I went to the food court to waste away my time there. Time check: 3:00pm. After 20 minutes, I went to the restrooms to change. Must have been funny, wearing a formal dress with a jacket is fine, but I wore it with rubber shoes :)) Anyways, I didn’t care much because I didn’t think people would actually make scene of it. Besides, there were so many people I could have hid behind anyone and they wouldn’t have minded. So, I went to the florist to pick up the boutonnière, and then went to the salon. It was a happy experience; it was my first time in a high-class salon and the gay person who tended to me was actually happy to talk around with (and actually gave attention to me). Also, I found out that a junior dorm mate of mine was also having herself fixed and a male batch mate of mine too haha. Then, I was finally finished. Time check: 4:45pm. Since I will attract more attention now that I have make-up, I was relieved that the salon is near to one of the mall’s exits. It was late when I realized that the exit doesn’t have the usual taxis around. Ah well, since I’m already outside, I walked to the nearest taxi stand of the mall (and passing by strangers who looked at me). When I finally got inside a taxi, I told the driver to go to our dorm. Finally. Time check: 5:00pm. I thought that when I got there, Greg is already there haha. Turns out I’m wrong. It’s a good thing since I still have to change into my prom slippers, get rid of my jacket, put down my t-shirt and jeans, fix my prom bag, and put on my earrings and necklace. When I was finally finished after some vain pictures (sorry :D), I was set to go. Time check: 5:15pm. I went down to the dorm lobby to wait for Greg. Again, I thought he’s going to be already there. So I sat down in a couch and waited. Then Len texted me, asking me for a favor that requires me to go back to my room. Since I’m not used to the high-heels and
would like to get my feet used to them, I went back to my room. And again for the second time so that I could use the restroom near to our room. When I went down, I waited on the couches, along with two of my junior dorm mates (one of them was asked out uniquely [and publicly; it was on our school’s cafeteria!] by a batch mate of mine). After sometime, that batch mate came and fetched the girl; it’s down to us two girls now. Then Greg finally arrived :D Time check: 5:30pm. Hmm, wasn’t so bad :) When he arrived – oh when he arrived! – I instantly smiled. You know I have a thing for formally-dressed guys, so yeah. He accompanied me to their car, and when I got it in.. Whoa. I can’t believe it. There, lying across the seats was a bouquet of flowers! It was the first time someone gave me a bouquet of flowers! So I smiled a bit more and settled down. His parents were at the front, and they were nice people. His mom gave to Greg my corsage so that he can tie it around my left wrist. It was a red rose! Well, not just any ordinary red rose, but a wide-brimmed red rose! It smelled so good haha :D We arrived at the venue already! Time check: 6:10pm. When we got to the lobby, Greg’s mom asked for some pictures (and I did too, with my camera). I finally pinned his boutonnière to his left collar. So we took a few pictures, and we descended down the stairs to go to the hall where the prom is going to be held. After the usual registrations and chat with friends, we finally entered the hall. It was simply beautiful. The photo booth, the ramps, the carpet, the hallways, even the restrooms are beautiful! But what I love most is that the tables are not that close to each other and there is a huge dance floor divided into two by the red carpet. Moreover, the stage is really like a stage; it has around twelve steps and wide enough to have a performance conducted there. The place is divided into two actually, on the right side are the juniors, on the left side are the seniors. We went to our table, table 7 I think. Turned out that we’re the second pair to arrive :)) As with last year’s prom, each table can sit 10 persons, or 5 pairs. In my case, it’s five pairs (again). The pair that was already there was Sadie (one of my best friends) and Paul (both of them were my junior classmates). They were so cute together! Greg and I sat opposite them in the table, and I put my bouquet down and went around the venue. Greg went to his friends, and I went with Carline, since she has no tablemates yet. We pictured around, and Greg and I went to the photo booth :) Finally, the program started! We were already four pairs; the other two were Myer (a fellow dorm mate) and Nash and Jill and Kahn. Since my seat faces opposite the stage, I have to twist around to see the emcee talk and the juniors do their cotillion dance (they did three sets of dances; it was pretty long actually. Or maybe I’m just a senior so I didn’t care much). The appetizer came in (I have a picture of Paul giving Sadie the appetizer! It was so
cute!), and the last pair arrived: Len and Jet arrived (both were junior classmates :D)! Actually, there were more pairs later than them, but at least then we were complete. Dinner came, and honestly, I like 2009 Prom dinner better (except maybe for the soup haha). It was not much fulfilling. But what it lacked in the main course though, made up for the dessert! Greg and I were the first ones to finish the soup and the main course, so we headed to the dessert table (it was buffet!). I LOVE their desserts. Especially the ones in the shot glasses (no it’s not wine). They were sweet and tasty. Greg and I both got three different desserts and headed back to our table. Greg finished off first and asked me if I want to go back. I said no, since three is enough. But after I finished, I smiled and said to him, “Fine, let’s go get another one.” And we’re off to get another round of desserts :)) Dinner time was pretty long, but it was enough. I even went to the restroom because of the coldness. We went together. I finished first, and I waited for him for a bit before I thought that maybe I took too long in the bathroom and Greg already left. I didn’t know he waited for me outside just after I left haha. After the usual prom program, the fast dance started. I didn’t do fast dance since I don’t like the songs (I was actually waiting for Party in the U.S.A by Miley Cyrus, but they didn’t play it :( too bad.) and I don’t really do fast dance. Greg was there beside me, the bouquet on my lap. We just talked and we kept on asking, when will the slow dance start? I remember when the I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas was played and it was cut short, Greg was disappointed :)) Jai Ho played, and it was fun seeing my batch mates own the dance floor AND the stage :D When the slow dance finally started, we were the first one off the table :D It was kind of surprising, since I didn’t feel awkward at all when I danced to him. Actually, that whole two hours of slow dance, I didn’t sat, I kept on dancing mainly because there was always someone ready to catch me when my partner finds another one to dance with. Here were the people I danced with and the moments I remembered with them (in no particular order):
Mike: My freshman classmate and one of my first best friends in high school. He is meek, but he is good at drafting and arts. I missed him because after the freshman years, we never got to hang-out again. He’s sweet too. He said to me: “I miss you.” and “Actually, I was waiting earlier to dance with you, but there’s always somebody who’s next.” (this was true actually.) John: This was fun actually :)) I was dancing with Greg when Greg told me, “Do you want to dance with John?” I laughed and said, “Depends on you.” Before I danced with John though, we had eye contact, smirked at each other, walked to each other and off we danced. First thing he said? “Your partner now is much more fun than last year, eh?” I
smiled a guilty smile and said to him “What, you’re fun to be with too!” And we teased each other. He even said to me “Who got their second place in the math intersection?” with a smug smile haha. I had fun with him :) Marti: One of my annoying senior classmates, but it was fun with him because Joy, one of my best friends (and also my junior and senior classmate) was dancing near to us, and knowing that Joy hates (playfully) Marti, it was fun saying to Joy: “Do you want to dance with Marti?” It was also fun teasing Marti with his crush haha. Ken: My autistic SME buddy and junior classmate! It was fun too because we were so autistic. Enough said :)) Neale: Well, I teased him about Lana not being there. Weeee. Frank: This was as autistic as Ken’s =)) Jim: Damn. I have to tell you; three times Jim tried to dance with me. The first time he tried, he was with Phil and I was with Greg. I was sure he would have asked me to dance, but since I was dancing with Greg, I guess he thought I shouldn’t be asked while I was dancing with my prom date. The second time he tried, I was dancing with Marti. He said to Marti: “Can I get her from you?” But Marti said “Sorry, but the song just started.” This was true actually, and I just smiled a sorry smile at him. The third time though, he finally succeeded. I was dancing with Ales, when he came and said to Ales: “Can I get her from you?” Ales, being the fun and autistic-as-Ken, said: “Who are you getting? Me?” Of course we laughed it off and Ales gave me to Jim. Finally. It wasn’t near as awkward as the 2009 Prom. In fact, I was comfortable dancing with him. We talked about life, and I smile a sad smile and think, “What happened to us?” Jim is one of my best friends, and it was fun talking with him. Even though I had given up on him, I still miss him. Too bad, I already have Greg. I felt guilty when Jim said to me: “Sorry if I had hurt you.” I felt that, even though I asked him who is his crush now and he said none, he still has a crush on me. Ah well, we dance for three songs :) Greg: If all the part-dances we did were put together, I think we could have danced for seven songs straight :)) Anyways, he is of course, my last dance. The last song was Can I Have This Dance, a soundtrack from the movie High School Musical 3: Senior Year. The lyrics and rhythm and tune, it was perfect since we are seniors and that was what I really felt [A/N: COOL. The song played while I was typing this :D]. When the song started, I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his right shoulder. I faced away from him, he hugged me back, and we danced closely. No words were exchanged; we were simply there to enjoy the last dance and make a memory to remember :) Phil: He’s so cool to be with! Anyways, he was my senior classmate and my late-found friend. We both love Sherlock Holmes and Detective Conan haha. What I remember was that he asked me if I can be his last song-dance. I said, sorry, because I have Greg. He’s fun to be with.
Remy: You have to read my high school love life to understand what I felt when I danced with Remy. I was actually looking for someone to dance with, when I saw him and he saw me, and with a hand gesture, we danced. Sigh, I told him “I thought you’re not going?” with a smug smile. He laughed it off and said “I thought so too. Well haha”. He’s also my junior classmate. Gary: Joy’s “best friend” and my junior classmate :)) When I danced with him, we were near to Joy and Jim dancing. I began to tease Gary about Joy, when he said: “I’m jealous. I’m envious of Jim.” I smirked and said, “They’re close friends; what can you do?” He replied: “That’s the point. I’m jealous of their closeness.” I just shrugged my head and next week I told Joy all about what passed between Gary and I :)) Reggie: Namesake of Greg :)) He keeps on smiling haha. Oh, he’s a genuine lover too. Sweet :D Also, my senior classmate! Earle: Rival of Gary for Joy =)) Also a junior classmate of mine, he’s fun to be with. He told me: “Seriously, you’re more beautiful now.” When I teased him about Joy and Gary, he told me: “Too bad, Joy’s supposed to be mine. Gary my foot haha.” =)) Dari: A fellow junior classmate; he used to be paired up with Len in my junior years :)) What I remember during the prom though, was his unusual pants. It’s not the typical black slacks, more like white-grey haha. Gabriel: Awww haha. He kept on teasing me about my nose and asking: “So, who’s your crush now?” If only he knew :)) Jan: My freshman classmate and one of the best best friends I ever had :D He’s so smart (he is the salutatorian of our batch). Anyways, it was fun conversing with him: “What? It’s rare that I get to be serious and yet.. *ehem* I miss you. You are my first friend that is a girl. Library haha.” Aww, I miss him together with Mike :( Ah well, there’s college! Ales: Oh, the autism :)) “I will not tease you now. I’m a good boy eh :D” hahaha =))
When the song (and the prom) ended with Greg, he told me thank you and hugged me. After that, we went back to the table to wait for Greg’s parents (and to rest my aching feet). We talked for a while, took some pictures, and watched as people slowly move out of the venue to go to after-parties or rest at home. Len and Jet were the first to say good-bye; Myer, Nash, Jill and Khan were the next (I heard they went to an after-party). So it’s I, Greg, Sadie and Paul again. I was teasing Sadie :)) While waiting, Greg talked to Cathy (his research group mate) and her prom date, Tony (his buddy when he went to Taiwan). Eventually, his parents arrived and they drove me back to the dorm. As soon as he walked me to the dorm, he said thank you again and bade me good-bye. It was.. So fun and romantic.
Actually, when I arrived, the dorm was closed. I was stuck outside with three junior dorm mates who also came from the prom and a mother of one of them. After 30 minutes, the dorm manager finally opened it. I went to my room, opened it, put my prom bag and bouquet of flowers down, sat at the bed, and removed my prom slippers. My feet were sore and red :)) but it was worth it. I looked at my corsage, took a few pictures, washed the makeup off my face, surfed the internet for a while, and finally slept with a smile on my face and a memory to keep. With that, I end my prom story. Also, the reason why Greg didn’t wait for the dorm to open was because he has to rest and pack for his flight to Taiwan at 10:00PM on January 31, 2010. I’m touched because, even though he was so busy at January 31 (Church stuff on morning; finalize research stuff on the afternoon and; go to airport by 7PM), he still managed to go to the Prom 2010 and made it memorable for me. I know, it’s kind of stupid to leave your girl (for a week!) after you shared something intimate, but I guess it can’t be helped. Before he came back on February 7, 2010 at 3AM, he IM’ed me around 10:30PM of February 6. It was just a short conversation, but it was so worth it. On February 10, he gave me this cute and huggable tiger stuff toy he called “Puh” (Chinese for tiger? Haha). I won’t elaborate more what happened to us after; you have to read my high school love life for that. Bottom line is: If he didn’t asked me out to the prom, then I’m sure we’re not lovers right now. xD
Above is the bouquet of flowers (I love that small teddy bear!) and the corsage he gave me :D Below is the boutonnière I gave him, and the stuff toy he gave me :D
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