PROM '09!!! (a week late with the pictures -- oh, well.)

Awesome. Freakin'. Night.
Sadly, I didn't have my own camera on me, so I can't provide full photographic coverage, but these are the pictures I've gotten from other people -- and there are a couple more on the way, so hang tight.

Welcome to the Waldorf=Astoria -- where chandeliers and other shiny motifs of high class abound!

Chilling at my post (at which I could easily avoid the dance floor) with occasional company.

With Mr. J's arrival, the party finally began to live up to its name...and I decided, at last, to join in (See? There I am -- in the background, with Dance Partner #1! Let's zoom in...).

My expression = *grumble* "I haven't even started to dance yet, why are you taking pictures?" *grumble*
I learned early, after several awkward moments, that the dance floor could not be avoided forever. (However, I owe the girl in this picture for getting me out there in the first place.)

On the floor with Dance Partner #2!

On the floor with Dance Partner #2 -- as well as Dance Partners #3 and #4, who swept in from across the room.
(I must a better dancer than I once thought.)

Ladies and gentlemen, the Graduation Cake has reached the dance floor!

CLASS OF '09!!!

I got called into the stretch Hummer for a nostalgic ride home in good company.

Don't grow up too fast
And don't embrace the past
This life's too good to last
And I'm too young to care...
-- from "Blackout" by Muse

This was a night I'll never forget.

Miss Communication

It would seem you've been
Reading my words to mean
Things that I never intended to say

(And now I see) When they came across
All that they meant was lost
And all that I wanted was bent out of shape

(All I wanted was) To know I had turned out alright in the end
Not to take steps back or to go there again
(But just) To know if maybe now I'm worth more
Than the fool I was then
And if I even deserve a friend --
I just hope that this miscommunication's at an end

The old is leading me into the new.