April 22, 1995 – Saturday – 6:30 p.m.

I am so freaking stupid!

During the matinee performance of the Dance Concert, Michelle came up to the sound booth and asked me what I was doing tonight?

“I have to strike the set and then I am going out with James and some of his friends.”

“Oh, okay.  Never mind.”


“Well,” she said, “I was going to see if you wanted to go to the Spring Formal with me and some other friends.”

And for some dumb reason, the next words that poured out of my mouth were, “Well, I hadn’t planned on going.  Do you want me to go?”

She said, “Well, you have plans, so it’s okay.”

I said, “Alright.”  And she walked down the aisle to her seat.

And I just sat there, not quite sure of what had just happened.  Then I immediately realized what had happened.  And then I realized I said no.

I said no to Michelle!


I don’t know.  I like her a lot, but I don’t like to go to Formal/Prom things.  So that’s what was so weird about the request.  But hopefully I will have another chance where we can do something else together as friends.