Day three of Pop-Ed. You know what that means? Neither do I.
I do know that it's prom season and when I read Boston.com's piece this morning entitled, it made me laugh and think back to my awkward junior year at Clinton High.
First off, I hated the thought of the prom.
So much pressure for a kid who only cared about how he was going to get Dan Carr's older brother to tell him more stories about Bon Scott's AC/DC from behind the counter of City Hall Music.
Second, my parents "made" me ask a date. So I did - and she stood me up.
Whatever. I was glad.
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