Nim.

theblessedfaithless:

littledarky:

iseriouslyhatetheinternet:

I’m seriously starting to feel like I missed out on some cool shit in high school, and this really didn’t help.

If it makes you feel any better, all the prom pictures all over my Facebook feed have so far completely failed to make me feel like I should’ve gone to our prom, or for that matter that you should’ve either. Likely you would have been about as uncomfortable and bored as me? I do feel a vague sense of sadness that we never quite managed to have anti-prom (read: get together in prom dresses at my mom’s house and, like, bake a cake or something), though. 

The only fun part to prom, really, is afterprom. So, I advise, if you ever have the money and space, rent a bunch of giant inflatable bounce houses with different functions, and maybe get some snack foods (like pizza, or wawa, or starbucks) and have some friends there with you enjoying it. That way you don’t waste a hundred dollars on a dress that you’ll never wear again, to stand the chance of being disappointed with modern music, a possibly shitty date, and mediocre food. 

Though, if someone you care to spend some time with ever offers to take you to prom for free and you happen to have a dress for the occasion, might be worth accepting if you’ve nothing else to do that night. 

Excellent advice! 

Actually, seriously, someday we need to do that. Just like, rent some giant bouncy castle things, invite everyone over, make lots of food. For the Solstice or something. When we are real adults and have money to spend on that sort of thing. Yeah? 

iseriouslyhatetheinternet:

I’m seriously starting to feel like I missed out on some cool shit in high school, and this really didn’t help.

If it makes you feel any better, all the prom pictures all over my Facebook feed have so far completely failed to make me feel like I should’ve gone to our prom, or for that matter that you should’ve either. Likely you would have been about as uncomfortable and bored as me? I do feel a vague sense of sadness that we never quite managed to have anti-prom (read: get together in prom dresses at my mom’s house and, like, bake a cake or something), though. 

(Source: pladtooth)