Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Dances (not the running man)

Kennedy Homecoming. One of the days of the school year where we get to look nice and sophisticated and go out to eat at a nice restaurants, the boys try to act like gentlemen, and the girls giggle as the boys open the doors for them. Only later as the night goes on that the sophistication turns into mass grinding and mass sweaty bodies all too close to each other.

Every school dance i've gone to I had a date. Almost every single time weeks before the dances I was apprehensive to who I was going to go with. "Well I need someone who is fun.. someone who can dance... someone who I want to go out to eat with... someone who is compatible with who i want to go out to eat with..." all that jazz was incorporated into who i was going to ask. Really this is all superfluous (that is one of my favorite words). I never regretted asking who I asked to the dance, I just regretted asking a girl in general. I feel an obligation towards this person and they probably feel the same way towards me. I can't just leave her cause I'm getting bored of watching a mass of sweaty people moving in unison, I have to stay until the end when it is acceptable to leave. This makes me think that I would have enjoyed not going with a date. Allthough this sounds bullet proof, I have at least one reason why it isn't workable. How can I answer the question, "Who are you going to homecoming with?"

I feel bad for girls that really want dates but no one asks them. My mom tried to hook me up with a date to another school dance (yeah, my mom, really.) because all the young girls friends had dates and she didn't. Her mom and my mom joined forces against me and tried to get me to go with her. I said no (not to the girl, to my mom). The reason why I think I can leave someone hanging like that is because you should not be taught that you should be forced to go with someone who you see once a year rather then go with no one. It is more important to realize you don't need a date, rather then be someones pity date, to be blunt.

All the high school dances are the same to me, except for olive garden or biaggis, and photo pose A or photo pose B.

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