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One of my pet peeves is people telling me how to act. You know, normal stuff like how to dress, how to act in front of other people, or what kind of life-style you should live in general. The best example of this I can think of is having a really overprotective mother or father. You know deep down that they really care about you, but they cross that fine line between being cautious and being so paranoid that Oliver Stone thinks they need therapy. So is the case with this year's formal. A few things have changed about this year's formal: Firstly, it's not the Binford Formal, just "The Formal"; secondly, it is being run by Union this year; and thirdly, and this is the biggie, you cannot drive yourself. Picture this: You and your date; you get all dressed up; your dress or suit is nicely pressed. Your hair is combed neat. Cotton swabs have made your ears cleaner than an operation room floor, and thanks to help from a little cologne or perfume, you both smell wonderful. You walk out of your living area. And then, to make this most romantic moment complete, you get in a van with a half a dozen other couples, and that loving feeling is gone before it ever really got going.
Approximate Word count = 771
Approximate Pages = 3.1
(250 words per page double spaced)
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