So here is a little back story before I jump right into the idea of a promposal. First off, what is a promposal? For those who do not know, a promposal is a clever play on words that translates to asking someone to Prom. The average person goes to Prom once in their life, and for some it is a wonderful experience. Then, there are those who decide not to go to Prom at all, and there is nothing wrong with that. Personally, I have been to Prom 4 times to date. Each and every one has had their ups and their downs, but overall I made the most out of each of them. The specific entry for this post is about my fourth Prom. I will discuss my Prom experiences in detail in the future, but for now I am focusing on the promposal aspect. A quick side note is that I was out of High School already (a college freshman to be exact) and that she was a High School Senior. So here is what I said:

Hey Prom-ette, I figured you probably fell asleep by now, but I wanted to ask you something. Now I don’t know if anyone has asked you yet, or you know if someone is planning to ask you, but I can’t live with the regret of not at least trying. So Prom-ette, I am asking if you would like to go to Prom with me? I realize that I’m probably not your first choice and you may have someone else in mind and that would be totally fine. I would honestly consider it a pleasure to go with someone as amazing and beautiful as you. And if you want to wait and see if someone else asks you or if they already have then I would be completely fine with that too. And if you didn’t want to go at all there would be no hard feelings and we could still hang out if you wanted to because I would always be up for that no matter what. And if you do want to go with me, I promise I will do a better “promposal,” live, and in person. Anyway, I just had to ask you from the bottom of my heart, so I’m sorry that you have to wake up to this, and you don’t have to answer immediately if you don’t want to. So sweet dreams Prom-ette, I hope you have a good day at work at the Diner and I’ll talk to you tomorrow if you’re not busy ❤

In case you were wondering, she said yes and the conversation that followed was one that I will always remember. The details of “Prom-ette,” and my relationship will definitely be discussed at a later time. That is a promise. Hopefully now you know what a promposal is and looks like, at least in the most basic way.


Sentimental Objects

Have you ever ben cleaning up your room or just the house in general and you came across something that you haven’t seen in a long time? Then, did you decide to pick it up, and as soon as your skin barely even felt the object, you were flooded with memories of a different time of your life? Well, if you have this is called a sentimental object or, as some prefer, a memento. This is an object untouched by time, and pure as the as the memory it holds. It doesn’t even feel like an object anymore. It’s almost as if it’s a portal to your past, and well you get the idea. The reason I decide to bring this up is because it has to do with one of my past relationships. Perhaps, arguably, my very first relationship. Dating all the way back to Kindergarten, where I was honored with my first kiss, from my first girlfriend, if you care to call it that at such a young age. I would consider her a girlfriend, but that’s not the point. This girl who I shall refer to as One-ette, was the first girl that struck an interest in me, and at the ripe age of five, it was hard to ignore such a thing. The feelings were mutual however, and that’s what made it special. Excuse me, I am going off topic so I’ll get back to the lesson. After some time in our relationship, One-ette decided to bestow upon me one of her bracelets. But not just any bracelet, it was one her late grandmother had given her and it was her favorite. It was a light pink, fake pearl bracelet barely big enough to fit around her wrist, but she wanted me to have it. That meant the world to me and I will never forget that moment. And to make sure I keep that promise, I still have in my possession that very same bracelet. I always come across that bracelet from time to time and each time I look at it or simply touch it, it immediately sends me back to the time when One-ette and I were together, and nothing will ever change that. It is not often one can say they still own something from Kindergarten, and that it is still intact for that matter, but I can, and I have One-ette to thank for that. Had it not been for her care and her kindness all those years ago, I never would have learned the lesson of how important sentimental objects can be. As random as this may seem, I hope I have provided you with a new perspective on things you own that may be paired with a memory that you cherish. And, if not, then I hope the next time you experience something unforgettable, you have something to remember it by.