From my journal, dated May 11th 2012 (age 17)
Do you mind if I rant a little about this overrated Grade 12 social tradition called prom? My prom is in 9 days, on May 20th, and it’s all any of the Grade 12s talk about these days. What are you wearing? How much did it cost? How are you getting your hair done? Your makeup? Who’s going with whom and in which limo? ARGGG! So why aren’t I looking forward to this “momentous” occasion like the rest? Maybe it’s just to do with the fact that I don’t like social-y events in general. Especially not ones that you pay $125 for. It’s just so much trivial stress – so much pressure. Like, I like my dress and all (don’t tell anyone was only $15) but how can it live up to being “next to your wedding dress the most important garment you’ll ever wear”? And I swear I will scream if I have to listen to one more minute of girls talking all getting spray-tans and going on prom diets. ARG! Prom has made all of us, including myself, think so shallowly (is that a word?) and it frustrates me that we hold this event in such high regards just because society and American movies say we should. Can we just step back and look at the big picture for a second, please?