I have written the pamphlet on how to do it successfully...and without getting caugh....oh hai Steve.

I didn't know about it either. :)

What did your daughter do?

A donut or three, lunch, back to the donut shop? Ha, I knew you were a cop. :haha:

eww! I'm skeeved for you.

That's such a jesus-y thing to say :) bless you

Radar

Prom friday.
Havent asked anybody. I have two tickets, and i fear one'll go to waste.
Maybe even both. It'll suck alone.
I dont even have any clue who to ask. And even if i did know i wouldnt be able to work up the balls to ask.

nnngh.

Her grades are in the crapper. The biggest reason is that she has, more than once, done an assignment and then just carried it aronud in her bag and not handed it in.
If it makes you feel better, I went stag to mine. (If it makes you think, "oh shit, now I'm going to turn out like SteveDallas," then just forget I said anything.)
I wasn't going back for a donut, I was just crossing the street hoping to slip and make Shawnee's day. :angel:

In my day, all the single people went together as a group. No one "asked" anyone that they weren't already in a relationship with.

Steve: I'm probably gonna end up doing that either way, but... i know me, and i know I won't really enjoy it as much if i go alone. I get all tense and jumpy and angsty and anxious at big things like that when i dont have a group/person i know i can glom onto. I'm not good at big events like that, especially not alone. I went to Frolic (winter formal) alone; i didn't enjoy it (though afterparty was kinda fun... besides the fact that i hate clubs/bars too). So I dunno.
Clod: yeah, I might end up doing that; some people here do that too, but this is really the only time, here, where people actually do anything remotely approaching romantic interaction, which means i'll feel slightly less dumb about doing it.

I went with the group of girls I hung around with and we had a great time. Much the same as with Clod, mostly only people who were already 'going out' were partners. The worst part for some people was that they asked someone out earlier in the year who they were keen on, but by the time the day came around, they couldn't stand the person. That'd suck. That was why I went with the girls instead of worrying about a date.

Proms are starting to take off here now. Lot of the schools are doing them, complete with lads in tuxedoes and gals in frocks.

Personally, I prefer what we used to do over here: The Leaving Do.

Nobody had to ask anybody else. All the school leavers would turn up to the school hall/gym/available space. There'd be a disco (usually done by one of the cooler teachers) and everyone would sneak in bottles of alcohol to add to the fruit punch and cola.

Basic.....but nobody got left behind. No tickets, no picking up dates, just arrive en masse and have a party.

I got out of bed and helped/supervised my daughter in packing her lunch & heading off to the school bus, which comes at 6:50AM (an irritiation in and of itself).

My wife & son were still asleep and I didn't have to leave for work till 8:30, so I innocently sat down and read for a few minutes.

At 7:30, the phone rang. It was my daughter, pleading for me to bring her homework, which she had left at home, to her. So I got dressed and drove it over to hand it off to her on the corner by the school. (For those keeping score at home, that's right... school starts at 7:50, the first bell is at 7:40, and the bus leaves our block at 6:50 even though we only live ~10 minutes from the school.) (For the record, I checked over her homework last night, and asked her to put it in her bag. I obviously didn't watch her closely enough to make sure she did.)

I arrived back home at about 8:00 to find my son watching TV. He said he'd like me to drive him to school. They're doing multiplication tables. He's up to the 9 x test. In order to move to the next "number" they have to pass a test where they complete 12 problems in 30 seconds. When he takes the bus, he gets there just before the bell. The teacher will let them make an extra attempt at the test in the morning if they're ready to go by the time the bell rings, so he wanted a little more time. This was fine, but a little more advance warning would have been appreciated. So I drove him to school

We're going through this with my daughter, except I get the feeling she has more time than that. She seems really slow at home when I quiz her. Takes her maybe 5 seconds to answer when I throw a couple numbers at her. At school, she aced all of them until she hit the 9's?, and she had to retake that one twice. She's doing the 12s today. Once the whole class passes all of them, they have an ice cream party.

I was good at 9s because Sister French-fry (Francis) made me write them on the board like a hundred times.

My 7 year old niece was struggling with math despite her parents working with her. They got her a tutor, and she is getting A's.

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