High school memories... ARGH!  

mi_mwpm 51M
1175 posts
6/2/2005 7:17 pm

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High school memories... ARGH!

keithcancook and I were having a discussion in the Bloggers chat room late one night while I was on vacation and the subject of high school came up... that being his current hilarious theme at the time. From there it went to our non-sex lives during that era and then to whether or not we went the prom. Well, we decided we'd each write an entry on that "magical" night. The result of dredging up old memories follows...

It was the spring of 1983, I was just a nerdy boy with glasses who had a thing for what would have been one of the nerdy girls in the class, Nancy - my type preference had pretty much already been set... large breasted, curvy, and intelligent. We'd "dated" a few times - played golf, been to a couple basketball games and a movie, studied together, but nothing more than what a couple of friends would do... I was too shy to try anything and she wasn't making any moves either.

I hadn't worked up the nerve to ask her to the prom yet, when a guy from the junior class, Doug, said he'd heard that Nancy was going to ask him to go since her best friend, Peggy, was going with one of his friends, Ben. He wasn't interested in going, so he urged me to ask her quickly.

Finally having the impetus I needed to actually ask, I did so the next day as we walked to school. Instead of answering she remained non-committal. Not exactly the reaction I was looking for, but at least it wasn't a no.

Later that day the junior came up to me and asked why I still hadn't asked Nancy to go with me. Having done so, I was confused and then he told me that she'd asked him to go at lunch. This is just the confidence boost this shy seventeen-year-old nerd needed, let me tell you.

Since Doug had turned Nancy down, she said yes to me the next day. I didn't let on that I knew that she'd asked him and we started making plans for the night... tux, dress, borrowed luxury car, etc. Yeah, I was a bit of a pushover, but not having any other viable alternatives and being in "love" I went with it.

Continued inside...


mi_mwpm 51M

6/2/2005 7:17 pm

When the day of the prom finally arrived I picked up Nancy at her house... choked at pinning the corsage on her voluptuous breast, but managed not to stick her with the pin. The two of us were then off to meet Ben and Peggy at her house. Peggy surprised us by producing a bottle of champagne - supplied by one of her neighbors, a local cop. Off we drove... 20 miles to the "big" city where the prom was being held and we were having dinner. I don't really recall anything from dinner so we'll move on.

After dinner we still had (a now very warm) bottle of champagne and no cups. Being resourceful, I pulled into a McDonald's, got out in my tux and procured 4 paper cups for us to drink from - only the finest Ronald McDonald picture on the side crystal for our group! Great reaction from the guy working the counter though - totally dumbfounded him, I had to ask twice.

OK, we had the alcohol, we had cups, now we needed a place where we could consume... off to the parking lot of the Junior Achievement office (told y'all I was a nerd) where I knew we'd be left alone for the 15 or 20 minutes we'd need to polish off the bottle. We managed to get the cork out without saturating the in the interior of the vehicle - point for us. We remembered to leave the bottle in the parking lot - another point for us. But, where did that damn cork go?

Having drank our 10 ounce or so allotment each, we were off to the hotel hosting the prom. Again, not much to remember... a little dancing, a little chatting, a bad photo of me and Nancy, some more dancing... and we were bored. I think we stayed until around midnight then wandered off to Denny's for a snack/breakfast. Nothing exciting there, it being Denny's and all. Once we finished it was back to the burgh we called home (and all quickly escaped from upon graduation). Being a total dweeb... I didn't even think to walk Nancy to the door. No goodnight kiss... how stupid of me. (Glad I got over this stage!)

Dropped off the borrowed car, took the beater home and went to bed. Come Monday I got a surprise... the woman who loaned us the car gave that missing cork to my uncle to return to me as a souvenir.


keithcancook 60M
17827 posts
6/2/2005 8:47 pm

Jeeze that awkwardness was painful wasn't it? Well, we all had to start somewhere didn't we? LOL, well my brave friend, I suppose I will have to respond. I will let you know before I post it. I have a few things in front of it at present.

Champagne at the junior achievement bdg. Priceless! No matter the level of success or failure (which is subjective anyway in this case), it is better to have experienced than stayed home.


zenyen 65M

6/3/2005 12:41 pm

Boy, those were the days, weren't they. I'm glad they're over - I was terminally shy with girls, but it's all better now.


FrndsWBenefits 53M/52F
56 posts
6/4/2005 7:05 pm

Eek. I really hated high school. Did go to the prom though, with Scott, the guy who sat next to me in drafting (both of us could comfortably be in the nerd category, no denying that). We had a nice time, too. Did get a goodnight kiss when I was dropped off at 2A. I had horribly very short hair then, and very huge glasses (but that was the thing in '82...).

Wow: those memories make me appreciate being 40 all that more...


lustmirror 63M
2897 posts
6/4/2005 7:14 pm

I wonder if High School memories are actully all that fond for anyone. I still know two people from that era, and that amazes me.
...I like your blog.


mi_mwpm 51M

6/4/2005 8:22 pm

Thanks LustMirror, appreciate the compliment.

I tend to think only a very small percentage of people actually have fond memories of high school - mostly the jocks that weren't good enough to move on to the next level so HS was the pinnacle.


lustmirror 63M
2897 posts
6/4/2005 11:39 pm

there is a writer, can't think of his name now...he wrote "Christmas Story"...movie w/ Darrin Gaven..."you'll shoot yer eye out kid..."
...he did a piece about Thanksgiving...it has all the family mayhem...
...and the younger brother was to be a turkey, in the school play...
...the narration states, (paraphrasing)...my brother didn't realize it, but this was to be the highlight of his life."


keithcancook 60M
17827 posts
6/20/2005 1:51 pm

I am nearly ready to post my end of this devils bargain. Lust is right. That was an awkward time.


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