Last night was absolutely AMAZING, for three reasons:
- I think I looked attractive for once in my life.
- I participated in high school life.
- I got to spend the night with some amazing people I hope I get to know better before graduation.
These girls made my night so spectacular. I felt like I was actually a part of their usual group of people, even though let’s be honest, I’m more of an honorary member. Kind of. I guess I’m more like a sometimes member. Whatever. Last night, I was in and I loved every minute of it.
I do have one question before I start though, because I honestly don’t feel like looking the answer up myself. Who came up with electing royalty before school dances? I mean, its weird right? First of all, the words “electing” and “royalty” don’t even go together, and second, they don’t actually do anything special at dances, they’re just recognized as the most popular people in the room. Why do we need to call them “King and Queen” when we already know they basically run the school anyway. I was just wondering.
Wow. I don’t even know where to start because I just really loved everything about it.
It feels like it’ll be easier for me to tell you the one thing I didn’t like before I get into everything that was so fantastic.
I hated that everyone was so ridiculously sweaty and inconsiderate of people around them. Like, the point of the dance is to have fun and I get that but does that mean that guys can just go up behind dancing girls and molest them? That happened to a few of my friends… just gotta say, I’m not a fan of that part. The sweat was somewhat tolerable and felt kind of cool. Yeah. That sounds disgusting but I’ve never sweat so much in my life, and while it was absolutely disgusting, it was kind of cool and hilarious that everyone spent like hours getting ready for this dance and then within like the first hour their makeup was running down their faces and their hair was either flat after it had been curled,like mine, or it was curly after it had been straight.
Wow. That actually turned into something I like about the dance, so at this point I think you get the idea that I like the experience a lot.
I’ll just take this awkward segue to say that my BEST FRIEND looked absolutely GORGEOUS last night, even though she thinks she had the worst golf tan line on the planet.
Our faces are really hard to see because we took the picture facing the wrong direction but hey, it was also in the middle of a haboob so sorry for not thinking clearly. Anyway. Yay! We look so refined!
Honestly though, the dance wasn’t even the best part of the night. Yeah, it was cool seeing people go crazy and moving in ways you didn’t think they could, but just sitting around making jokes at IHOP was really fun.
If you haven’t been to IHOP at like 11pm or even midnight, you really should. Especially if you’re in high school because it’s just so much fun. Especially (again) if you’re in a big group of people who are all really comfortable with each other and are willing to talk about almost anything, no matter who starts to stare.
There was just so much that happened I can’t even describe it all here. I mean, I could but I doubt anyone would be interested in every single detail, and I can’t stand writing extremely long posts because I know people will get bored quickly.
Here are a few specific highlights:
- Bill Clinton was referred to as Bill Franklin
- Ebola was confused with Ethiopia
- Permission to fall asleep was revoked several times despite permission never being asked in the first place
(Most of those are courtesy of one person who I know reads my blog ;))
That is all!
HOMECOMING WAS RAD, THANKS EVERYONE.