"I went to an arts high school where we called our teachers by their first names and didn’t have a football team or conventional prom. In lieu of the traditional night, we had what was called “Boat Dance,” where all four grades dressed up to dance on a booze-free booze cruise. I was always tasked with throwing the after-party, which led to most of my grade sleeping in my attic during my freshman year. In the pictures from my senior year “prom,” none of my friends or I are dressed remotely festive. There were no tuxes, bejeweled gowns, corsages, or even severe up-do’s, just a bunch of “cool” teens wearing all black pretending to be angsty. Despite the somber act we put on in the photos, we all danced and had a blast every year. If I could go back now, I’d love to go as Marija’s date to her traditional prom, and hopefully I could get away with wearing socks and sandals with my suit."