Last night was prom. Dance was fun, after in the hotel was...interesting. We had like 6 or so rooms on different floors, so you probably won't be too surprised to hear that I didn't actually sleep at the hotel...
Oh, and my whore-ass prom date hooked up with someone after I left the hotel
. I don't care, since we only went as friends, and I was fairly positive that
I wasn't going to touch her with a 10-foot pole, so I figure she'd have to get the slut out somehow. It's just fun to tell people that the girl I took to prom ended up making out with some other guy; it makes for a good sympathy story. And actually, it's a lot funnier if I mention to people that she was on prom court, even though it probably makes me seem like a
queer or sumthin'.
edit: Tonight is my neighbor's prom, though, and since he came to our after-party, he told me to come over to his house tonight...that might be fun.