A friend of mine recently attended his high school prom and from what he wrote, had a lot of fun. I remember my high school prom back in 1999, when the Macarena was still hip, and we thought R&B was a spin off from M&Ms. I remember faithfully going with a good gal pal of mine, only to have to break up when we arrived as I wanted to sit with my guy friends and she wanted to sit with her gal pals. It was like a scene out of a 50s movie - boys on one side of the hall and the girls on the other...very much like our classrooms. Still, towards the end of the evening things had relaxed a bit, and once the music was flowing, people let down their guard and danced. Being very much the introvert that I was back then, I was sitting at my table admiring the cutlery and watching the many couples parade on the dance floor. I remember secretly wishing for some handsome stranger to walk up to my table and ask me to dance, sort of a 'in-your-face' thing to everyone there on the last night of my school days. Years later when I watched an episode of Queer as Folk in which Brian comes to Justin's prom to dance, I couldn't help but smiling a little. In some ways, I'm still waiting for someone to reach out his hand and sweep me off my feet.

In other less depressing news, I saw an advert for an epilator in a magazine. Nothing new there, except the ad was targeted towards 13 year old girls! There was a picture of some random 'mum' talking about her first messy experiences with waxing and how everything was fine when she started using an epilator, and how she's going to get a 'starter pack' epilator for her daughter. Er, is this woman on crack or something? Do you have any idea how excruciating it is to epilate? Not to mention the fact that after you're done you look like you've been bitten by about 3,000 ants. And no, the 'cooling pack' that you keep in the freezer for one hour does not help in any way...unless you use it to cool your Long Island Ice Tea.

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