I went to two: my BF's one year, and mine the next. (We went to different schools)
I had more fun at his.
At his, we were in a limo with all his friends, stayed at a hotel (seperate rooms to sleep in for the girls & guys--I was a good girl!) and partied, and it was just generally everything I thought the prom experience should be. Lots of fun!
At mine, I had broken up with my boyfriend several months before. No one asked me to go with them to the prom, so about 3 weeks before it was to happen I asked an acquaintance out of sheer desperation. Since we were both jobless and broke, and our parents didn't have much money, and everything was so last minute, I had the mortifying experience of being dropped off with my date at the prom by my parents!

(I should mention that neither of us had cars or licenses, either)
Oh, the shame!
