Just had one from my nap earlier this afternoon.
My friends were helping me out with prom b/c I was bummed about not having a date to go with. They picked out my dress, shoes, hair, jewelry, makeup, and flowers. I ended up looking like Laney from "She's All That" (but my dress was a silky burgundy-ish wine color instead). Prom was located in this beautiful theater auditorium place in Long Beach (theater's probably non-existent; I totally made it up in my head ). We go inside and I was looking for the blind prom date that my friends set me up with. That person turned out to be DOM, but he looked more like a car mechanic (uniform, grease marks, and all!!) rather than a suave prom date. Dom didn't look too thrilled amongst Matt, Chris, and other guys, because my friends payed him to be my date (), but once he saw me he eased up and became quite the gentleman he is. This slow swing jazz song comes up and we started to dance. Eeek and we were clooose! But I messed up on some of the steps, and we stopped so that Dom could teach me how to dance.
BUT THEN I WOKE UP.
BTW: My actual senior prom experience sucked. I never got a date, some girl fucking had the same stand-out dress as I did (which TOTALLY defeated my purpose in having a unique dress like no one else's!), the Long Beach venue that held our prom was cruddy, my friends were busy having their own prom nights, and I never danced with Dom (let alone ever met him my lifetime so far!).