My prom was awful, but it was my own fault. It was ten years ago this month: I bought an ugly dress, dipped my head in a bowl of hair gel, threw myself at the wrong guy, and drank too much. Do I have regrets? Uh, yeah. I wish I could send myself crib notes from the future . . . then I would have at least gotten laid.
Click “Start Slideshow” to read the 9 ways I ruined my own prom.