Well, Dmslush, let's hope your prom is everything you hoped for, and that you don't get your heel trapped in your dress, and fall down a short flight of stairs, landing with your skirt nearly over your head, into the laps of two flirty businessmen who were having drinks at the restaurant, and blowing you kisses and calling you beautiful right before you tripped. Then your date drives you back to his place in his brown Chevy Chevette, because he just wrecked his brand new "cool" car (Toyota Celica) that morning, and gets you pregnant.
Not that I have any experience with that, or anything.
Hope you have a great time!