Cotillion

On December 4, 2006, I attended my first formal dance, Cotillion. I had been stressing over it since the beginning of the school year. This one day of the year became my entire life, making me worried and tense, (adjectives shifted out of order) for the past three months, and now it was here.
Although I was excited, I did not set aside the entire day to prepare for the event, unlike many others. When I finished getting ready, I went over to Nicholas', my date's, house to take pictures, nervous and excited all at once. However, on the way there, the metal buckle on my high heel snapped in half as I was pulling the strap through it, further more adding to the stress. I couldn't believe it! Everything had gone perfect and now this. Sinking fast, my heart felt heavy as a boat, (absolute) and I felt as if there was no possible way it could be mended and my whole evening was ruined. I started to become a little anxious as I walked up to his door almost in tears.
When he answered the door, I explained to him what happened as I entered the house. He immediately went to his mother and we all began the search for a solution. It seems like nothing would work. We tried super glue, duct tape, and tying the straps together as a last resort. After many attempts, his dad found a roll of black electrical tape in their garage. Working diligently, we finally attached (participle phrase)the straps on my shoe back together and went on taking pictures and chatting about school and what not as if there was never a problem.
Nick and I continued the night as planned. We went to my friend's house with several other people to take pictures together. I have never seen so many flashing lights at one time. All of us were expecting to see spots for hours (active voice). Afterwards, we rode to Sullivan's to eat dinner where were actually in our own private room. As we finished eating, we took even more pictures there and finally decided to go to Cotillion. The dance was held in the school cafeteria, which smelled of pizza and cleaning products. There was a DJ and colored lights all around with people dancing everywhere. The heat was almost unbearable, not to mention my dress wasn't very comfortable either. We stayed there for about an hour until my date went home and I stayed the night with a friend. Through all of this, my shoe stayed taped together. In fact, I hardly even noticed it!