Thursday, December 22, 2011

My Life In Dates...

When I was in eighth grade we had a Dinner Dance.  Even though it wasn't a "Sadie Hawkins" dance, girls seemed to be asking the guys to this one.  So one by one, my top few date choices were taken.  I was even more painfully shy back then (around boys) than I am now.  So I eventually grew a pair and asked a boy to go with me.  We had been on the phone a week or so before the dance and he was complaining he didn't have a date and I suggested that we go "alone together."  Wasn't I so smooth???  Well, he declined. So I went alone alone.  Don't worry, this is not a woe is me type post.  A few of my friends were also going solo and I had a pretty good time from what I recall.  What made me think of this event that was 15 years ago (holy shit, I'm old)?  Well, I heard All My Life by K-Ci & Jojo.  That was my eighth grade dinner dance song.  I danced as a threesome with one of my best friends and her date.  As my mind wandered to the awkward hell that was Middle School, I began to think about how events requiring dates continued to haunt me well into my twenties.
In High School, I went to two proms (both mine).  My junior year, I asked a friend who was a senior at the time via AIM.  Yes, you read that correctly.  I was a total wimp about it.  We barely coordinated before the dance, but ended up having a really good time.  My friends rented a "party bus" and we did one of those awful boat rides around Manhattan where our main goal was sneaking booze onto the boat.  We succeeded.  Senior year, my luck began to turn.  I got asked (a few months in advance even) by my best guy friend at the time.  We had become inseparable so it just simply made sense that we go to the prom together.  I loved my hair, my dress, my makeup.  He told me I looked beautiful, one of the rare times in my "adult" life that a male companion uttered those words to me.  It was really a lovely evening.  It was then I thought, I can handle these formal "dates."  I'm golden.  Little did I know college and sorority events were around the corner.
Oh hi, Sigma Delta Tau.  It was nice being a part of you, it really was.  Many of my closest girlfriends are still from that period of time.  We had two formals a year, with a couple of "dated functions" thrown in to really test my social skills.  Freshman year, I seriously cannot remember for the life of me who I convinced to go with me to my Spring we'll have to skip that one.  I know you guys must be bummed, but try to get past it.  From the Fall of Sophomore year to the Fall of Senior year I had the same date to all of my formals.  No he wasn't my boyfriend.  He was one of my best friends, for the most part.  I dragged him to all of my formals.  It was just easier that way.  Truth be told, I'd rather be with him than anyone else at the time.  Were these "romantic" events for me?  Not really.  I managed to have a really good time.  I've always been a little inept in the romance department, this is not a secret if you've read more than post on this blog.  Luckily, I haven't been invited to any weddings with a plus one yet (well, I don't know if that's lucky or a little sad, but go with it).  Well, 2012 is right around the corner.  I'm not big on Resolutions, but this year I'm going to make only one.
Be brave. 
I want to go after what I really want - to be bold.  Ask that really cute guy to get a drink.  Tell someone I love them first.

Isn't it amazing what a little K-Ci & Jojo can do?

1 comment:

Beth said...

I have plenty of my own mortifying middle school "romance" stories, including, but in no way limited to, the moment when I accidentally used a permanent marker to draw an obvious picture reference to my crush on an overhead projector. And I also invited my senior prom date to the prom via AOL. But in my defense, he was a year older than me and away at college. Back before cell phones when long distance calls still cost extra.

So basically I'm saying I loved this post and think we should be friends. Happy New Year!