After prom ended, most kids spent their night at someone's house doing what teenagers do when they aren't being watched, while others spent their night being over supervised at the school funded after party. I however, spent that night walking six miles in the dark. It was after midnight, I was pacing under dark streetlights to the clacking sound my shoes made against the asphalt. My white suit jacket thrown over my shoulder, so I could stretch my arms, and my belt unfastened so I could breath. My phone's flash led the way while I followed the digital map on the other side. I cried a little bit when I started thinking about how wrong my night had gone, but I only cried to distract myself from the pain in my feet and the sweat running down my back. The worst part though, had to be knowing how easily it all could've been avoided. Two weeks before the dance, my friend Joey offered to take me to my first high school party, and he thought a junior prom after party was the perfect opportunity. I was so excited that I ignored all the signs telling me to save a place for myself at the school funded party before the sign-up deadline passed. Unfortunately, I didn't come to that …show more content…
I panicked and asked some of my other friends if I could come with them to wherever they were going, only because, they too had offered to bring me along. With each rejection, I started realizing the insincerity of their invitations, and that's when I started to feel lost. I was lucky enough to catch a ride back to town, but from there I was on my own, left to walk all the way to my buddy Hayden's house where I planned to sleepover. That's how I ended up walking in the dark, with a phone that eventually died, leaving me lost in a random neighborhood. Despite the anguish, I kept walking because I wanted to get where I was going as soon as possible without
Principal Hoagland cancel prom, in Kellenberg Memorial High School, in Uniondale, New York. The reason was because parents were planning on spending $1,000 on prom dresses, tuxedos and immoral activities, after prom for teenagers; immoral activities that involved drinking and sexual activities. These immoral situations can lead teens to bad things like lose control of themselves and teen pregnancy, which can cause complaints against the school. Also because it 's a Catholic School, I also agree with Hoagland on cancelling prom to avoid immoral. But at I also disagree with not having a prom for the school.
Since her mom left, Ava and her dad made the decision to move when he received a new coaching job at Patterson High School. Ava would be starting her senior year in a new high school. Ava was not the typical Patterson High School girl, surprisingly was selected for the Prom Bowl, never the less wanted nothing to do with it. Cody as the senior class president chose the girls to compete and selected Ava as the wildcard. The first competition, a fashion show during homecoming, was simple enough. The girls that made the cut to the second round then competed in a talent show competition. The remaining five girls would have the option of stripping, drinking or making out with a girl for the final competition. Solstice made the choice of drinking until wasted and consequently wound up hitting her head and going to the hospital. The consequences were severe for students as many were suspended, Mark lost his scholarship and prom was
As Junior year rolled around things began to get more interesting. There was a liquor store in Belleville that sold to minors and one night Alan, Alex, Cal, and I went to Max’s One Stop together and bought a ton of alcohol. It was hilarious and we made it just weeks before the cops raided the place and forced them to start checking ID. Junior year was fun with many fun nights but it really didn’t heat up until the end of the year when I went to my first real big party. Will Hogan was a senior at the time and he threw a darty for his grade and invited only four of us juniors. It was really fun and my first experience at a real party. Things started to change after that. Near the end of June I got a call from Luke Worley. In Luke’s call he
As I walked toward a bus full of strangers, using my sunglasses to shield the tears forming in my eyes, I couldn’t help but to be apprehensive of what was to become of the next twenty-three days of my life. As I trudged up the stairs of the bus leaving behind all that was known, I couldn’t help but wonder; What have I gotten myself into?
As I inched my way toward the cliff, my legs were shaking uncontrollably. I could feel the coldness of the rock beneath my feet when my toes curled around the edge in one last futile attempt at survival. My heart was racing like a trapped bird, desperate to escape. Gazing down the sheer drop, I nearly fainted; my entire life flashed before my eyes. I could hear stones breaking free and fiercely tumbling down the hillside, plummeting into the dark abyss of the forbidding black water. The trees began to rapidly close in around me in a suffocating clench, and the piercing screams from my friends did little to ease the pain. The cool breeze felt like needles upon my bare skin, leaving a trail of goose bumps. The threatening mountains surrounding me seemed to grow more sinister with each passing moment, I felt myself fighting for air. The hot summer sun began to blacken while misty clouds loomed overhead. Trembling with anxiety, I shut my eyes, murmuring one last pathetic prayer. I gathered my last breath, hoping it would last a lifetime, took a step back and plun...
There were a lot of decorations with briefcase hanging near the doors, empty manila folders on the walls, the works the theme was Hoes and CEOs. The party looked amazing just from the front door. We were all greeted with hugs and alcoholic drinks as soon as we stepped in. the boys didn’t care if you were underage, if you were legally an adult, they were completely fine with it. as the night went on, the sisters drank more and more and more. The shots were endless; I could feel the vibrations from the loud music nonstop. Alex, Sofia’s boyfriend and president of the sorority, pulled me aside to hang out with his friends in the living room, along with his long time best friend Max. there were 5 or 6 of us circling the coffee table, taking shots of tequila, vodka, and anything else from an unknown
Prom is the most important event of your existence. It matters more than launching a successful career, getting married, having babies, and traveling combined. As for a fact, if you don’t attend prom, you might as well stamp the word loser on your forehead and call yourself an outcast because this will have been the most regretful choice of your life. If you don’t go to prom, just know that you will be forever labeled the anti prom king/queen and every student in your school will remember that you were the only one who missed it and judged you for it. Now most essentially, look back at everything I just told you and realize everything was an utter and complete lie. This simple word “Prom” does not mean either the beginning or the end of the rest of your existence. The prom experience that you see in movies or that your friends tell you about will not get you into a university, get a good job, or help you give birth to the next world leader. Despite what people may say, not attending prom won’t label you a social loner or bring down your reputation. In all honesty, not attending prom ...
This last weekend was homecoming and I went to the cardboard races and football game. It was also parents weekend so I did all of this stuff with my mom. The cardboard boat races were fun. Our hall’s boat sunk right when it got into the water, so that was not cool. Some of the boats were really fast and it was super fun to watch. The best part was watching people finish and the worst part was the coldish weather. I probably should not have worn shorts and a t-shirt. Then the next day we went to the football game. There was free food and drinks under a tent, and who doesn’t like free food. We were playing Saginaw Valley and that is where a couple of my friends from high school go to school, so I was hoping that we beat them. The game was really
High school is supposed to be a one more step closer to college; it’s supposed to be preparing you for the future right? Wrong. My experience in high school was very different; I never quite fit in with anyone, the “friends” that I thought that I had used me for money. Let’s just say when I was a freshman I had a friend whom I knew from grade school, her name was Meghan Lawrence and she was the kind of person who I really believed I could tell her anything and she would keep it to herself. Once again I was proven wrong, I developed a crush on a boy and she knew that I had a crush on him; one morning before class both he and she went to the corner store, she thought it would be funny to tell him all about my crush, which he tortured me with, playing with my emotions, made me feel like he might actually like me back.
Prom may be a standout amongst the most theorized customs in the United States. Everybody has heard stories about Prom some of which that paint prom into an enchanted night, and others that depict catastrophes. Be that as it may, when it comes down to it, Prom is intended to be a positive turning point for youngsters. Prom is a positive teenager convention. It is a festival of turning into a grown-up, an opportunity to play around with companions, and albeit terrible things can happen, the move itself can't be faulted as the reason.
Have you ever been nervous and excited for something at the same time? That is how I felt during my last year of high school leading all the way up to graduation. I had never sat down and figured out what I wanted to do with my life; I would always pick something then switch to something else almost immediately. Graduation day was that epiphany for me that I really had no idea what I was going to do with my life even though I was accepted to LSU and declared a major in Computer Science.
It was my first week of my freshman year in college. Normally, you want to survive the first week by going to school events and meeting new people. Being the first Saturday night of the school year my new friend and I decided to go to a party in another dorm on campus. Both of us didn’t know what to expect at a college party, so we dressed up and tried to look our best. As I put my black mascara on I knew that this would be a fun night. My friend Jessica knew one of the guys that would be at this gathering because he lived in the same town that she was from. Finally, we leave our dorms and head out to our first college party. We arrived at the party and started to play cards. As the night progressed, poker was getting a little boring and staying in that dorm room wasn’t too much fun either. Abruptly, one of the guys said we should go to a freshman dorm. Everyone grabbed their belongings and headed to central campus. As we walked to central campus many of the boys were whispering about how they were going to cause a ruckus. No one was a resident of this hall, so we had to ask someone who was outside to let us in.
A little background on me. I graduated high school in 1986 along with 83 classmates. This is notable as I was not only from a small town, I was also quite shy and introverted and I hadn’t been exposed to much as far as partying and drugs were concerned. Sure, there were the weekend bonfires where beer kegs were the norm, but I didn’t often get invited to participate. I was still just a young 17-year-old girl when, a few weeks after graduation, I moved to the “big city” of Grand Rapids to live with my aunt and uncle. I wanted to experience life,
It was one of the most exciting and nerve racking days of our lives. Although we were finally leaving high school, the feeling of being unsure didn’t go away. The whole day was full of practicing for the big moment when the entire class graduated on to a new beginning. All the girls wore shiny bright red robes and the guys were dressed in a shiny navy blue. Standing there, I had no idea what to expect. Some things I were aware of, my friends were leaving and we wouldn’t be the same friends anymore. My role was that of being so aware of the future that I was too shocked to soak in the present; being a pessimist was my main goal and everything I was sure of became true.
I had only heard about partying from a few friends that I had and they encouraged me to do as they done and join them for a night, and so I did. I’ll never forget that night. The first drink I took, I thought it was the most disgusting thing I had ever tasted, but I didn’t want my friends to think badly about me, so I kept drinking. Although I thought it was the fun and cool thing to do at the time, I still questioned whether or not this was a good idea for me to participate in an activity such as this. I pushed that thought to the back of my head not only on that night, but on other nights as