Just Dance?

Tomorrow night, 150 teenagers will endure a typical yet sometimes painful experience. I of course speak of the school dance. You pay 15 bucks to gain entry into the exclusive scene that is DJ'd by "DJ Gary" (his real DJ name...sweet). What you see is many things. Awkward freshman guys huddled in one corner of the dance floor talking and sort of rocking their bodies side to side. Then we have the sophomore girls who drank 2 shots of vodka before the event and are out of their mind, jumping across the dance floor and screaming when the song "Buy You A Drank" by T-Pain comes on. Then you have the juniors who don't really want to be there, but truly had nothing better to do, and sit at the tables and make jokes about the underclassmen. The seniors do not come, except for the ones who organize the event, bring a couple of friends, and dance pretty weirdly on the dance floor. On this night, one will hear more Billboard Top 100 songs than one would want to, including six Rihanna songs, four T-Pain, DJ Gary's attempt top mix "Love Lockdown" with a catchy techno beat to make it danceable, and of course the infamous "Last Dance". I am not sure if it is possible to make this night anymore corny than it already is. But there is always hope. You always pray for that teacher who might decide to bust a move on the dance floor, their prime already past, and make a complete fool out of themself. Or perhaps the freshman guy, thinking that he is in highschool and fucking amazing, trying to spit some game on some sophomore girls, only to get shutdown and feel pain he has never felt in his life. These are moment that observers such as myself cherish forever. For me, the Winter Formal will be about watching. I will put my semi formal wear on, but not for nothing. School dances are memories I will hold forever, with laughs and moments that I will never get over. Ever.