Promenade

Dearest 2010 prom committee,

Prom was... dissappointing to say the least. Not what I ever expected it to be at all. Actually, it was just downright lame, because all people cared about was going out to their afer parties. Nobody even danced! Everybody ate, took their pictures and left, and it was just not what you would think prom should be.

Like, everybody looked great, and it was nice to take pictures. I received the "Most Likely to Win Canadian Idol" award, which was kinda cool, and the food was decent. But it wasn't what prom was supposed to be. There was no reminiscing about the past four years of our lives. Nobody wanted to dance with the people that they may never see again. It didn't feel like a commemmorative celebration of our high school years. It felt like an excuse to go camping and get really drunk. The actual dance could have been eliminated from the evening's events. We could have saved time, and the money that we spent on a DJ, because people were basically out of there as soon as they'd finished their dinner and pictures.

One especially good part of the evening? You didn't assign nameless boy whom I have come to loath to a table!!!! It kind of made my evening. So thank you for that.

Maybe your prom experience was worth it, but mine was certainly lacking. Of course, in the near future, I will be a happy hippie, working for a great magazine, writing my first book, and living in a chic, urban apartment. I will be able to simply glance out my window and see you working the cash at the fast food joint across the street. I may even walk across the street to invite you to my next big soiree, and then I can show you what a good time looks like (sans booze).

Until then,

Songbird