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So prom was a blasty-blast. Briana, being the most amazing woman I have ever met, came over and did my hair. It was fantastic looking and she is a wonderful person and I'm taking her out to breakfast. Officially.
I got ready and dave showed up, took pictures at my place, took pictures at his place, drove into boston with a bottle of fresca and my father's GPS to guide us. We got lost a few times trying to find the parking garage, and then again trying to walk from the garage to the hotel. The hotel was beautiful! We got to the main entrance and went up the stairs and recieved our table assignments (Dave and I were on "Stuart st"). The hotel management rolled a wall (yes, a wall) away and revealed the large "Imperial ballroom"(as the hotel people called it). Dave and I got our table (Balcony!) and there were already drinks and the salads/breads set up. Woot. So we ate, second course was chicken for carnivores, and some kind of dumpling veggie type dealio. Dessert was a nice chocolate cake with strawberries! It was light and quite nice.
Then dave and I took our formal shots, which he ordered a package of. We got a free clock.
Then lots of DANCE DANCE DANCE! I enjoyed myself immensely and everyone looked beautiful. By the end of the night I was exhausted, happy, and carrying an arm full of red roses. We drove homeish (After getting lost several times) at like midnightish. Dave dropped me off at home at like two thirty and I passed out.
PICTURES:
Look at how good I look!
Amazing Hair (By Bri!)
Mumsie and I
Dave is cute. End of story.