Words of a teenage escapist.

Whenever I think of Prom, I think of all the cotillion practices we had to attend despite projects due the following day coupled with Math and Chemistry long tests. I think of the feel of my date’s hand on my back, supporting me, as we tried to learn a little waltz here, a little box step there, and “Jut out your elbows while holding your partners!" I think of all the times I had to go back to the dress shop to be measured but fully knowing that inches and centimeters would never define me as a human being. I think of all the ~love teams~ formed and the teasing and the giddiness. I think of the speech I had to write for Frances at 4 am the day before Prom and all the early mornings I spent trying to finish assignments. I think of the flowers we received from our dates and the bad hotel food that we were served and all the smiles that graced my batchmates’ faces when we danced to the rhythm of the songs and the rhythm of our heartbeats. I think of all the strangers turned into friends and all the friends that turned into something so much more. I think of pajama pants and hotel room buddies and staying up until the wee hours of the morning talking about how Prom was finally over and all the months filled with stress and preparations were somehow worth it. I think of scary elevators and screaming at our friends because the rooftop was so fucking dark that Anne Mary and I were clinging to each other out of fear. I think of the morning after, of calling McDonald’s for delivery with a British accent, and lounging by the poolside talking about the events that happened the night before. I think of the car ride home after checking out of the hotel, of the heaviness I felt in my chest that I knew was brought about by the inevitable ending of yet another chapter in my life.

I complained too much about Prom but now that I think about it, it was a wonderful experience and I’m glad I didn’t miss out on it. After all, Prom happens only once in my lifetime.

Because someone on Tumblr asked me about Prom and all the memories just came flooding back.