A Trip to the Moon
Being a teenager means imagining the biggest events in your life and then comparing them to when they actually happen. This past weekend was my senior prom. After months of hard work and preparation on prom committee, the night went off without a hitch. It was out of control, legit amazing. I was on prom court and when they brought all of us candidates up to announce who would become prom royalty, I'm surprised to say that I won prom king. Yup, me, you're resident teenage blogger. The ultimate status symbol of high school popularity has been handed to me on a silver platter. One of my life goals, that I never thought would actually be attained, has been just that, reached. When they said my name, my heart stopped, and I did a double take. There was no way that I could actually have won. It must have been some kind of a mistake. I was not expecting to win at all, I had some stiff competition and I was truly just glad to be elected to prom court. But this, this was over the top, ...