It was a rather simple yet sincere proposal. No guitar-playing, no cheesy lines uttered, no flowers. Just six of us holding illustration boards each containing a word from the line, “Will you be my prom date?”, which we brought up one by one. I helped, and I don’t even think the guy knew who I was… strange, but it was a good feeling to have been part of it.
It doesn’t really take much to impress a girl.
maiicha 
I really thought someone asked you to prom. :))))) I was excited for you.
Err… something like that happened… today :)))))
So, partner? You got asked to prom? 😀 I’m happy for you. 🙂 ^^
Josip?!?!?! Is this really you?!?!!? O__________o
GbjiBnkbiofgjidfgdfgdfg11jdfigUthjirjioffgnioanz OMG!! What happened/has happened/has been happening to you?!?! It’s been… forever. ;'(
Yeah, haha. But I’m actually not going to prom, so I had to cut the guy’s words before he even finished. Sad life, I know. Haha. It was reaaally awkward. I really wish I wasn’t asked. Loooooooooooong story that’s not even worth believing. Really.
I wonder how you ended up here… probably through e-mail or something… idk. Haha.
What have you been up to?!?! I thought you had forgotten about me already hahah 😀
Where have you been 😦
Did you know the guy? 😛 Hahahaha, sadness is creeping inside of me because you turned him down. XD There was so much melancholy in that sentence. :))))) Maita, let’s make our own prom instead! XD