Homecoming of Sophomore year. Is there something extra-ordinarily special about the way that silence falls on a persons ears when they're alone, and they know that all their friends are throwing parties and having fun and going to football games. Whether the team wins or looses isn't the point. The point of going to the game is to support the team that MIGHT win, and to be with one's friends. The point of going to any school event is the same, to spent time with the people you want to spend time with.
Homecoming is typically (in the two years I've been in high school) the worst week. Followed by any other week there's a formal dance, followed by any week there's an informal dance. Reason: DRAMA. People over amp about the whole "who are you going with" deal, and spend loads of money on looking nice and dressing nice and flowers... and all the guys get wound up over how to ask a girl to homecoming or whatever. But really, why bother?
Yeah, sure, roll your eyes and sigh at my naivety. But when you strip all the glitter and the make up and the shiny fabric and the carbonated drinks, when you strip it all off and look at the very heart of the matter... It's not that big of a deal. It shouldn't be at least.
It sickens me that we have to blow everything out of proportion (yes, this does come across as hypocritical, but hear me out). Why bother to go out to dinner, when you're already spending twenty and in some cases forty bucks on a ticket/tickets. Why bother with the flowers? Tradition? Screw tradition! Tradition says a girl can't ask a guy out. Again, screw tradition. Why bother with a creative new "never before thought of" way to ask your true love to a dance? It's a friggin' dance for God freaking sake!
Sorry, all you people who do this stuff. I really don't mean to offend anyone, but sometimes being in high school really annoys me.
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