I have no doubt that senior prom was a
blast. What with the limo, the dinner, the after- party, the
friends, the drinks, the hotels, the equation sums up to one
big night of roaring fun.
But one night rings up some major cash
spent on preparations; from tickets to hairdos to dresses
that cost over 200 dollars, the only thing more excessive
about prom is its price tag.
Though I didnít go, the month before the
big day proved interesting in terms of pre-prom conversation
and post-prom planning. People were all talking about it
regardless of whether they were going or not.
First thing I noticed was that a lot of
people are going even though they donít really care for it;
while on the other hand, some arenít attending though they
would love to. The former were either dragged by
expectation, their dates, their friends, or a combination of
all to show up at the glam fest while inside, they secretly
felt indifferent to it all. They just want to get it over
with, sort of like an obligation needing to be fulfilled.
The latter, on the other hand, donít
attend due to family rules, lack of dates, friends, or the
hefty price tag. But secretly, they are jealous of the whole
deal and feel sorry for themselves while excessively mulling
over their pitiful lives.
Thereís also a third group, who are just
indifferent to all the school functions. Prom was just
another dance, and the night could be spent having just as
much fun someplace else.
Then thereís the money issue. The
economics of it all varies in degrees. For the person whoís
looked forward to the day since elementary school, ringing
up the dough is well worth the magical evening. For the
normal kid, itís a constant juggle between the weight of
costs and just how much fun money can buy. Finally, for the
poor student, three-digit numbers just canít be spent on a
single-digit night of fun.
It seems to be that guys shoulder the
cost more than the girls, what with paying for both tickets,
dinner, and whatnot, but a girlís preparation is much more
straining. Shopping for the right dress and accessories,
booking manis and pedis and makeup and hair-styling, all of
the primp time leads to either fulfillment or frustration.
Prom is just another dance, the same
people go whoís always been interested in school dances
while others find fun somewhere else. The big magic after
all, is just the fact that itís the last big party of the
year, and itís the only place some people can experience the
tux and gown dream.
But one thing I canít stand is when
people excessively push the non-interested into liking it,
citing that we will miss out on the biggest day of our
lives. When people ask me why I didnít want to go, no matter
what I reply, my answer elicits this pitiful doe-eyed,
whining look, like they are so sorry Iím going to miss out
on the defining moment of my whole high school career when I
deliberately chose no in the first place, well aware of what
Iím missing out on.
Well, thankfully, now that prom is over
with, everybody can let out a sigh of relief.
The real defining moment? That would be 2
weeks from now at graduation.