Prom 2015
Considering my suffering of the IB (which is clearly present in my preceding posts), there are many things that I wish not to remember, especially when it involves social issues. But one of the few events of the school that I will remember is the school prom. The "Senior Prom 2015". I say this not because of the event itself, but because of the subtext. I am sure that I have inferred a lot of drama months before the event actually took place, especially when it came to dates. Years ago I was a big jerk to my would-be prom date, and I was fortunate enough to know learn from it, but unfortunate for it to happen to me in the first place. I would not write it on the blog for privacy purposes, but the closest of my friends would know, and I definitely will not forget it. The second prom date was rather weird, for there was no romantic subtext at all, but I was later confessed to. Me being the relationship-adverse individual for the the last two years at the time, I never spoke to the girl again. This year was rather weird. I left one date for another, having romantic feelings for another at different moments in time, after which I cancelled my date after a slight fallout. After a year, I was dateless. Of course, there was less drama, and I was back to being relationship adverse, at least for the few months before then.
But I am happy to say that I have made my peace, and have had great letters of affirmations from both. Having filed both of them up, I recall the good and the bad, and my only fear is that I may forget them as I grow up. I hope (and pray) that these memories will come to life when I take out these memorabilia, and remember that life is all about the memories and, as a great person told me, "to live in the moment".
Prom was fun, but the fact that we were not going to see each other only made us all the more positive, with a little bit of tears towards the end. But I know that life is not that simple, and that paths will cross again no matter what. So I hope to see many of my friends again, whether intentional or not.
Cheers,
Matthew Tan
But I am happy to say that I have made my peace, and have had great letters of affirmations from both. Having filed both of them up, I recall the good and the bad, and my only fear is that I may forget them as I grow up. I hope (and pray) that these memories will come to life when I take out these memorabilia, and remember that life is all about the memories and, as a great person told me, "to live in the moment".
Prom was fun, but the fact that we were not going to see each other only made us all the more positive, with a little bit of tears towards the end. But I know that life is not that simple, and that paths will cross again no matter what. So I hope to see many of my friends again, whether intentional or not.
Cheers,
Matthew Tan
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