Prom?!
I hate prom! Why is it a thing?
Instead of being a formal sitdown thing that people bring dates too I think it should just be a chill sesh to reunite the year group before we go our separate ways. I honestly dont think we need ‘dates’ or plus ones or anybody else. Because this is about US. It is about us going our separate ways. Us as in the year group. Not anyone else. Why do we need anyone extra. If anything, our “plus ones” shouldnt be dates. They should just be plus ones. Plus ones should be anybody that is not part of the year group but you think that they should be there and would enjoy themselves. Prom shouldnt be “you bring a date or dont bring a date if you cant get one”, it should be b”ring a plus one if you think you need to”
We are stuck on this convention that men need women and women need men. Individuality is rising. We dont need eachother anymore. And nonetheless, the boundaries between men and women are fading. The lines that define women and men are blurring. We should step away from this drama-causing, arm-and-a-limb-costing convention and create something new and contemporary. Something unmaterialistic and unsexist.
I have always thought this but recently ive felt strongly because i dont have a date. And its because everyone i want to be there will be there. and i dont want to have a date just to have a date. The only reason that i would want a date is because i really think i would enjoy having them there. But now im going to have a negative outlook because i dont have a date. And i wish i didnt care what others thought of me but i do. I dont want to be thought of as a loser. And now, because i didnt want to look like loser, i asked someone, but they rejected me for someone else (anyone else it seems like) and so now im a reject-loser. And the guy i asked isnt even all that! And i do have ideas of who else i would want to ‘take’ (more like who i think would enjoy and i would enjoy being there) but they will not be on the island. I guess thats my excuse.
Do you agree with me? Should we recreate prom?
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I live in Bermuda and swimming with dolphins is a very touristy (and expensive) thing to do.
I did it for the first time last summer. I 😍 DOLPHINS. THEY ARE SO CUTE AND NICE AND HAPPY AND FUN!!! I WANT ONE AS A PET!!
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I have only had two turtles when I was very little. My dad took them outside to clean the tank. The neighborhood cats ate them and left the shells 😕
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On m mum’s birthday we took a ride on the horse-drawn carriage. Because I was the youngest, I got to sit up front with te driver. He even let me have a turn driving! I was a little scared but the horse did exactly what I told it too! I was so impressed with myself.
Later I realised the horse pretty much knows the route we were taking by heart, so my driving skills were irrelevant 😝
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Haha! How I learned to play chess is an interesting story. It all started with the boys in our year. The bots at my school are very strange. There are only a handleful of them because they go to an all girls school.
Yeah anyways. So they always feel the need to declare their superiority as males (it never works). Well anyway, somehow the topic of chess came about and they decided that tey were good at it. In order to prove it, they left school and soon came back with a really cheap chess set. This started a fenomenon. Everybody started playing at school. During our breaks, during our free periods… There was always someone playing. Of course I, never having played chess and always interested in trying new things asked to be taught how to play. Half an hour later, I learned something new about myself: I may be good at chess but I will never know because I am too lazy to strategize and try and be good!
The chess phase has long been over. This makes me a little nostalgic 😂
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Oh. My. Gosh.
My parade experience—-awful.
I had to be an acrobat in a parade. I was asked to because i am gymnast but i knew that i had no choice… Im team captain… I have to be a “leader”.
Now you are probably wondering “why do you sound so bitter?”
Not only was i flipping and doing gymnastics on concrete for at least 3 miles, i was also required to wear a bodysuit: a full body leotard. It was a bright purple spandex leotard that covered me from head to toe.
Now you must be asking me “what is so bad about wearing this skin tight costume for all of your country to see…at least no one will recognise you because your head will be covered”
THIS WAS MAY.
may in bermuda… It was EFFing hot. I was dyingggg. And sweat spots were starting to form in embarrassig places. And not only that… I was the only teenager amongst a bunch of eager little kids. I always am! No one else is made to do ANYTHING.
How embarrassing!
I didn’t make it through the whole thing. About 5/6 wat through i stopped. I had sweat through the costume (and mind you, bermuda has an average humidity of something like 80%!) and my back had crumbled to dust from all the pounding up and down hills on concrete.
And as if one day ruined wasn’t enough, for the following few days my legs were so sore that i couldn’t walk!!
Yes. My parade experience was not a pleasant one.
But at least i have a story to tell:)
