Prom was all right. I mean that in a positive way. It was all right. Nice and smooth. Yeah, for some quite while it was really boring. Imagine sitting on the chair, in a table together with all of your buddies and their dates, just looking at everyone's faces, listening to songs being played by Dalandan Soda(a band formed by seniors of LSGH). But the boredom during the prom was only for a really quite while. Who's gonna get bored if you're date's a class-clown-turned-class-president?

Right choice. Right decision. I'm just glad that I had the right prom date. Okay, I'm eating my words right now. He was a good prom date. Well, I think compared to some that I saw.. I'd rather have him than have someone who doesn't even talk with my friends, who frowns all the while, and who does nothing except for acting like an antisocial. I'd rather have the wacky class clown/village-mate/slightly kababata.. whatever you call that.

Everyone was just stunning and really gorgeous. We were all beautiful. I had my first dance that night. Well, I guess that's just part of growing up. First dance and other stuff like prom. Take note: I ONLY HAD MY FIRST DANCE THAT NIGHT. NO OTHER "FIRSTS" HAD HAPPENED. I hope I made that clear, especially to my relatives who are occasionally reading this. I would also want to clarify that Mark isn't my boyfriend. Yeah, he is a boy friend. Not my boyfriend. I mean, the boyfriend relationship that engages into romantic stuff. NO. NOT THAT. :) I hope that's clear.

Bottom line is, prom was what it should be. One that I enjoyed with my friends. One that was really memorable.

It was worth all the stress and preparations.

All set and all right. :)

Another date has been added in my "memorable calendar" FEBRUARY 4TH, 2006.