Prom Night: Fun, Friends, Memories,

Prom nights are infamous in this day and age as nights where a lot of car crashes happen because of alcohol and texting.  Prom season is the time during the year when the most teens die in car crashes.  Well, tonight is my first prom night.  I can't wait.  For me, dances are a time to hang out with friends and have fun just goofing around.  Not so much the romanticized versions of dances that you see in the movies.  No date for me, unless the guy I asked who stupidly didn't just say "yes" or "no" decides to turn up.  I'd be partially happy, partially really mad.  I have my dress, shrug and shoes ready and I might get my aunt to help me with my hair.  I usually hate wearing dresses because the majority of them are uncomfortably itchy, frilly, etc, etc.  I'll need to make sure I have time to do my makeup before prom. (This is one of the rare occasions when I think it's ok to wear makeup.)  Tonight will be a night to just hang out with friends and dance till I forget my troubles.  I don't need a boy to be hapy at a dance.  I don't need to obsess over a dance that I probably won't remember who I brought with me by this time last month.  I don't need slow dance drama.  I don't need jealousy issues.  I don't need worrying that I'll be ditched.  I don't need to make sure a tux goes with my dress.  I don't need to cling to a boy all night and not do what I want.  Heck, I do what I want when I want.  I don't tolerate being bossed around. I don't want to deal with the pain of being ditched, or being jealous of another girl because she's caught some boy's attention.  I don't want to deal with the loyalty issues some guys have.  I don't want to deal with some guy asking me to grind, which I think is disgusting.  I don't want to deal with the awkwardness of slow dancing, because I'm a klutz and I always get tongue-tied and awkward around guys I like.  I don't want to deal with guys and their wandering hands.  I don't want to deal with worrying about what some boy thinks of my dress.  I don't want to deal with afterparty drama.  I don't want to deal with awkward dinner dates.  I don't wanna deal with embarrassing wardrobe malfunctions.  I don't wanna deal with awkward texts and stuff like that.  That's why for once, it may be a good thing that I'm going stag to a dance.  Normally, it would just depress me, but this time it may save me from a ton of stressful things.  I'm growing into my own person, realizing that lack of a boyfriend doesn't need to be taken personally.  Enjoy prom season, everyone!