







(Notice I no longer have my glasses on :) I got to wear contacts that night, woooooo!)

Rachel looking gorgeous in all of her prom gear.








(Tip#1 for guys- don't get there early!!! There is plenty of time to spend together on the actual date)






(Snoop even has a tie on)



Priest and laurel was a great night because I danced with a ton of guys (there were actually more guys than girls! that never happens for church dances), there was no pressure to be "loyal" to your date, the food was great, my dad's lesson was phenominal (even though he made fun of me being a terrible driver, which I'm not by the way, but he said that and it sparked a lot of conversations), and I felt comfortable and had fun!
Prom on the other hand was really awkward. My date decided to change the time he was going to come and get me without even mentioning the idea to me. So he came super early. We went out to eat at a Thai restaraunt which was really good, the problem was that I had to start and keep every conversation. (Thankfully my friend Rachel and her date were there so it wasn't horribly awkward.) Since the guys had come so early, we finished dinner and still had an hour before the dance would start. I had to come up with ideas to do! And then no one would decide which of my ideas we should do, so I had to decide that too! (Tip#2 for guys- have a plan. It gets annoying when you ask us girls what we want to do constantly.) When we got to the dance, we just kind of stood around talking to other friends because they wouldn't ask us to dance. I eventually had to ask my date to dance because I felt awkward just standing there. By nine o'clock the main room was full of a bunch of kids dirty dancing, so Rachel and I dissapointed our dates by going to the other room. They didn't come with us, they stayed in the grinding room. About half an hour later, my friend Beth comes and tells me that James is sad that I'm not dancing with him. Well, of course I'm not dancing with him!!! One-he never asked me and Two- he is in the grinding room. Disregarding this fact, my "friend" drags me into the other room and pushes me into James. Again, I have to ask him to dance! (Tip#3 Guys take charge, for pete's sake!) After the slow dance, people once again begin grinding, so I tell my date that I don't feel comfortable and that I am going to head into the swing dancing room. He looks dissapointed and begs me to stay. (Tip#4 Don't make your date feel guilty about trying to keep their standards high!) By this point I'm done. I talk to friends and wait for another hour before I can finally leave.
Despite my ranting, the night wasn't actually horrible, but I would never choose to go through that again. Maybe I just took things to heart too much, because he liked me and I didn't like him. And even though I made it clear that we were just going as friends (I really did tell him that) he seemed to take everything too seriously and it was weird. He is still my friend, but he will no longer be a date of mine.
In conclusion, Mormon prom dominates regular prom. End of story.
Sincerely, your over exagerative prom person,
Taysom Wallace