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My matric (prom) dance

I’m sure most look back on their matric dance with fondness.  Me, not so much.  Firstly I had a boyfriend who had moved to another town just two months before our matric dance.  He had been in school with me for 4 years.  The school refused him to go with, saying that since he wasn’t in our school anymore, he can’t go with.

At that stage I asked the woman making my dress to stop, since I had no plans on going.  I really didn’t like the dress either and didn’t want to show up in that thing.

My brother had a bad car accident 10 days before the matric dance.  We all went to stay in Pretoria for the 10 days to be near him.  He was in ICU for most of that time with us not knowing if he was going to make it from the one moment to the next.

They day they discharged him was also the day of my matric dance.  My one friend literally begged me to go.  I had at that stage, no finished dress, no shows, no-one to do my hair.  Nothing.  My eldest brother brought me back home while I had asked the dress-maked to pls finish the dress.  There was no time to fit it.  I ran around frantically looking for shoes to fit my dress.  I couldn’t find anything and painted my shoes.  Yes.  I painted them.  I went to the hairdresser and got a bad hairdo.  See the recipe for disaster.  Since I had no date, I asked our neighbours son to “take” me.  He is a year younger but thankfully had a suit.

My folks got back just in time to drop us off at the hall.   While the other kids pitched up in extremely expensive cars – some just hired for the night – and dropped off right in front of the hall aka red carpet style, my mom dropped us off a couple of blocks away.  I can’t blame her, since it was near impossible to drop us off quickly and get home for my brother.  So we walked two blocks to the hall and by then I knew I should have turned around and went home.

My friends all looked stunning.  I looked bad.  Really bad.  I could easily have won the “most badly dressed” competition.  Thankfully the night ended without me dying of embarrassment.

I’m the one in the ugly dress and bad hair second from right.

19 responses

  1. Nothing wrong with your dress!

    Mine was black, french knitted creation with breasts everywhere and high slits on the side… and only when the pics arrive did I notice you could see right through it… good thing I wore matching underwear!

    January 27, 2007 at 4:50 pm

  2. *snort* Well, it isn’t THAT bad! LOLOL Seriously, you are pretty!

    As for the bikes, sheesh! I am so sorry!

    January 27, 2007 at 4:54 pm

  3. Honestly? I think in terms of timelessness, your dress and hair are not that bad at all compared to some of the others in the picture…lol! I’m sure they looked great in the day, but it is funny to look back at pictures and think to yourself: why did I think that was so cool? lol!

    January 27, 2007 at 5:14 pm

  4. Mel it was the late 80s/early 90s we ALL looked bad!!!

    January 27, 2007 at 6:03 pm

  5. Too bad it was a bad night for you, but I couldn’t agree with what “birthbuddy” said more!!

    January 27, 2007 at 6:56 pm

  6. You don’t look bad at all. Sorry you didn’t have a better time.

    January 27, 2007 at 7:32 pm

  7. Amy

    You don’t look bad at all girl! You look nice!

    January 27, 2007 at 9:03 pm

  8. Maggie

    You know, you showed me that photo years ago, and I remember thinking you looked great. Very 80’s but beautiful anyway. I know it wasn’t the best night for you, but one would never say it from that photo.

    January 27, 2007 at 9:39 pm

  9. jen

    I cant look back on my final year dance as anything I didnt go. I was never popular at school. Had no boyfriend either.

    How aweful that time must have been for you in regards to your brother.

    I think you looked nice and judging by the photo you blended in with the others. It was nice that your friend wanted you to go.

    January 28, 2007 at 2:33 am

  10. Jodi

    Uh, no – it’s a tie between the red/black lace thing and the blue/black lace thing – ick!

    Sorry it wasn’t a memorable time in a GOOD way for you!

    January 28, 2007 at 4:50 pm

  11. You look nice! You’re the one showing off her sexy legs! hehe! 🙂

    January 28, 2007 at 8:26 pm

  12. Your dress wasn’t ugly – that was the style! I look back at my pink prom dress and wonder what the heck was I thinking!

    January 29, 2007 at 6:26 am

  13. Addie

    And to think you didn’t want to go to your matric dance … I simply hate my matric dance photos and I didn’t enjoy my matric dance 😦

    January 29, 2007 at 8:44 am

  14. i never had a matric dance in the classic sense of the word… i was pregnant with damien in std 9 and so was no longer at school when my friends went to the dance.
    what i did have was a suprise party organised for me by my sister after i finished my awful two year correspondence course- every one dressed up smartly, my mom made supper and set a fabulous table, and they suprised me at my house! another friend had invited me to his “year end function” so i had gone clothes shopping and was awaiting friends of his at his house when we returned to my house to meet the friends who had “gotten lost”!
    i must be real easy to suprise- i get caught out on a regular basis!

    January 29, 2007 at 9:18 am

  15. Bush is forever saying that democracies do not invade other countries and start wars. Well, he did just that. He invaded Iraq, started a war, and killed people. What do you think? Why has bush turned our country from a country of hope and prosperity to a country of belligerence and fear.
    If ever there was ever a time in our nation’s history that called for a change, this is it!
    We have lost friends and influenced no one. No wonder most of the world thinks we suck. Thanks to what george bush has done to our country during the past three years, we do!

    February 13, 2007 at 7:38 am

  16. Seriously, for the time when the dress was worn – it doesn’t look THAT bad! I think we all overemphasise our distaste for the photos from when we were young 🙂

    I think it’s kinda cute.

    Jaynie Eastwood
    Web Mistress

    February 20, 2007 at 4:27 am

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