No one will care about this but me...

   Strangely enough, I have been thinking a lot about my senior year of high school. More specifically, the significant events of my senior year and the misconceptions about them. Prom, for example. I, like many others, had this idea that it would be exactly like it is in movies and teen dramas. I thought there would be some girl who wouldn't sell the sweet gay kid a ticket resulting in an anti-prom, like on Dawson's Creek. Or maybe a previous stalker would come back and try to kill some girl and her friend, like on One Tree Hill. Okay, I didn't think those exact things would happen. But I was afraid of the horrifying dresses, drunken escapades resulting in suspensions, and sex in the back seat of the limo. That's what Hollywood told us it would be like. And even though there were some disgusting dresses, my friends and I looked incredible and had tons o' fun. It was strictly a fun trip there on a Colts bus, an entrance to "shots!," pictures, dining, and dancing until our feet bled. There were very few cliches. But plenty of moments that we talked about for days afterward. And moments we will talk about forever. I can't wait for certain pictures to resurface. It was everything I never thought it could be.
   Now Spring Break. Parents think they know what Spring Break means. You darn teenagers just want to go drink and live in sin. NO. We want to be with people we love doing things that define our youth. I don't talk about the brands of booze. There was no nudity. No shameful behavior with the opposite sex. We took pictures and made memories that still make me laugh. Thanks to facebook, I can relive it everyday. I was never in any danger. We were smart and responsible. We came home unharmed. With the exception of a finger smashed in the sliding door to the chill zone. Oh how I miss the chill zone. If only it could have come home with us. We all sat around the table playing cards, talking, laughing. Oh how scandalous. Rotten kids. This version of Spring Break doesn't apply to everyone of course.
   Everyone talks about how they just can't wait to graduate high school. They want to get out of their hometown and away from the people they've been around their whole life. Great. Everyone needs that. Branch out. But that place, those people, they gave you some good things, too. You probably have some friends from high school that you will never forget. God knows I do. And the nights out, the parties. Those were in your hometown, right? Or in the general area. So represent. Everywhere has it's bad and it's good. Inspiration coming from Patrick Stump's new single "This City." Which is great. Go listen.