What do you think of this? Was your prom the “best night of your life?” Would you like a “do-over” so you could have “A Second Shot to Have the Best Night of Your life?”
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Well if it was “the best night of my life,” I missed it since I didn’t go to prom. I can see if it were a theme party. That would be fun to dress up but I think this is a little weird. How can you relive something like this? It might just be me but I find it kind of silly.
I think it would be fun to do it over. I went when I was a jr and didn’t have fun at all. So I skipped my sr prom. If Jason was at my school I would’ve went to my sr prom. But he lived all the way in SC
I agree with Joy – this just seems weird. The only way I could see doing that is if I was still with the man I went to high school prom with and we wanted to do a sort of anniversary thing. But the way they described it, no . . . .
I didn’t go to prom. I graduated after 11th grade. I didn’t have a boyfriend. I have never liked to get dressed up or dance in public. So prom was a no-go for me. I did go to the “after-prom” which was kinda fun, but certainly not the “best night of my life.”
My senior prom was such a mess, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. My date brought a lava lamp and set it up in the middle of our table, and later, got into a fight with the DJ because said DJ wouldn’t give my date back the tape that he brought in to replace the god-awful rap that was being played all night. Good times… good times….
Anyway, I can understand the desire for a “dress up and dance” night. I often wish that there still existed the old dance halls that my parents used to go to, back in the ’50s. There is (or was) still a ballroom left over near their home that people occasionally went to. But to honest-to-goodness dress up and go dancing, I think that would be a hoot. I would not, however, attach the “prom” label to it, and unless it was completely spontaneous, I think the crowning of the king and queen is ridiculous. Prom is for high school. Leave it there.
And, you know? I don’t know if I’ve HAD “the best night of my life” yet, since my life isn’t over. I’ve had some memorable ones, though.
I don’t need a do over. Prom was prom. It was fun, but by no means the best night of my life!
LOL First off, when I went to prom I was 16. My first year going to school in Montana. It was a town of about 500. Our entire class was about 30, maybe. So our “Prom” consisted of the whole school, which equaled out to…LAME!
I think even if my Prom was everything you ever dreamed of (though, I never dreamed anything up) I still wouldn’t want to do it over.