onward and upward

I passed my senior project earlier this morning. Presentations are supposed to last between five minutes and eight minutes...mine went over ten. Mr. Cackovic forgot to give me a cue at five minutes and I just kept on rolling along. When I finished they told me not to worry, that ten minutes intrigued was better than five minutes bored. I think they truly liked the presentation. I had a blast giving it because it's about this. It was about blogging.

Now that I've passed that project I can ready myself for prom tonight. Not too much maintenance needs done fortunately. I'd sure hate to be a girl on prom. Hair appointments bright and early, I'd want to go out and run around and my hair would be a mess by the time prom came around. Being a boy, today, is much easier. I'll  give my hair the attention it deserves, and luckily that means spending a maximum of ten minutes styling it with some gel.

Prom is great I guess. It's the one day every year that seniors and juniors alike go all out and get all done up. We all come together and get to dance our little hearts out. This is my senior prom and I guess you could say I'm excited.

Senior prom is supposed to be the pinnacle of our time as high school students. Our senior year is supposed to culminate tonight. Tonight is supposed to be one of the best nights of our life. For me it'll be just another night. I'm excited, sure, I'd be a fool not to be excited, but prom isn't really my cup of tea.

It's not because I can't dance, which I can't. It's because I find prom to be very superficial. Don't get me wrong, I love getting dressed up more than most anybody, I just don't like the impersonal feel of prom. Maybe I'm over thinking this whole thing and maybe deep down I'm scared because this is my last school dance, and the first one I'll be single for. I guess I am sort of worried, and maybe I'll have more fun than I think, but I really just don't know.

I don't like to dance, and I've decided that if prom consisted of getting dressed up, taking pictures, and then going back home that it would be my favorite event of the year.

I'm approaching prom with an optimistic outlook with hints of pessimism sprinkled in. I plan on having a better time than last year, but I'm not hoping for anything out of the movies. If I leave prom at three a.m. with a smile on my face, then something went right.

I'm probably going to start another post right now about being safe at prom, so stay tuned. Love you guys.

NP: Footloose- Kenny Loggins