Mocha With Linda has started her very own meme. This is how she describes it:
This new meme’s purpose is to have us take a look back and share about a specific time or event in our lives. It will be fun to see how similar – or different – our experiences have been!.
I am enjoying this meme a lot. Grab the button and the link and come play along. Linda’s theme this week is:
Share your prom memories. Did your school have a junior prom or just a senior prom? What did you wear? Was there a party after the prom? Did you go with a date or with friends, and if it was a date, was it a one-time date or a boyfriend/girlfriend scenario? Did you go to more than one prom (like, being someone’s date at another school or year.) Where was your senior prom held? Any particular songs come to mind when you think of prom? As always, pictures are great!
I had no interest in attending my proms. They would have been occasions for my step-mom to dress me funny and send me out in public to be ridiculed. The only decent clothes I had as a teen, I purchased myself. My SM bought me men’s clothes from Salvation Army.
She said I was fat (size 12) and since I wouldn’t look good in anything anyway, there was no point in spending good money on my clothing. I don’t even want to know what she would have put me in for the prom. It didn’t matter though. Since I dressed so oddly I didn’t get asked out often. That, in turn, kept me from having to turn anyone down.
For my Senior Prom I no longer lived with my step-mother and could have had a gorgeous dress and pretty much all the trappings, but I was dating a guy two years out of high school (grandmother approved, we knew his whole family) and he really wasn’t up for attending my prom, although he did encourage me to go. I just chose not to.
Not going to my proms isn’t something I regret. There are too many bad memories for me associated with high school snobbery. And, before anybody decides to feel sorry for me, the things I went through as a kid helped make me who I am today, and I kind of like me.
I do have some wonderful high school memories and I had some great high school friends — a couple I just visited last week when I was home. It just seems that Linda keeps picking the wrong Flashbacks to highlight my joys.