Hellllllo Summer.

We have MTV to thank for a lot of great things in life besides just TV legends like Carson Daly, Kurt Loder, and Audrina Patridge. Shows like Teen Mom for example, put a light on teen pregnancy and the hardships that go with it like being put on magazine covers and getting pay increases for adding more drama (ideally domestic abuse) to an episode. Jersey Shore, never again can a parent tell their child that "no one is ever gonna pay you to just drink and party for the rest of your life," of course there's gotta be some smooshing as well, but actually MTV will pay you to do just that. Sweet 16s are forever changed for wealthy teens who don't have friends, never again will a sleepover at a hotel with an indoor pool do the trick. And the most recent phenom I've taken notice to, extravagant prom proposals. And whose to blame but Laguna Beach. Or perhaps little fairy boys have been asking their girlfriends' to prom in special ways since the beginning of time and I was just unaware of it until recently. I've witnessed three prom askings in the past week and a half. And each time I was more embarrassed for the kids than the previous ones.

Situation 1: a boy came into the foods class I was in to present a girl with a cake that read, "will you go to prom?" Naturally I thought it was a joke. A. Boys really do that? And B. Girls really say yes to that? Yes and yes. And not only do girls say yes they squeal and jump up and down and have a look on their face like it's their best moment ever. Meanwhile, I'm crawling in my skin with humiliation just watching it.

Situation 2: A boy walks into class (unexpectedly ahh gasp surprise!) with roses and blushed cheeks to ask the popular girl in the second row to prom. The class oohs and the boys snicker and the other girls get jealous and popular girl flutters her eyes and coos and it's all a very romantic soap opera played out in a matter of 2 minutes. Again, I'm shaking my head wondering what on earth is going on. Is there no such thing as modesty or good old fashion humility today? Even worse, the teacher is completely wrapped up in it and it looks like she's got tears in her eyes from such a knightly like gesture. She looks at me and says,

"isn't this too sweet? These kids are more romantic than my husband!"

I can't help but respond,

"Oh noooo I would die. I'm embarrassed just watching, I would literally hate this."

Perhaps a lie would have been better than my instant blunt reaction.

Situation 3: A boy walks into class with, get this I nearly died, one of those balloons that you are able to put something in!!! Died. Dieddddd. Who knew these were still around? I thought Wal Mart stopped making them after literally every single kid aged 7-16 received one for their birthday, and every WT husband gave one to their wife as an anniversary gift during the span of years 1992-1994. I'm not gonna pretend these weren't completely awesome when they came out because they were. I always wanted the balloons full of confetti and candy bars and Teddy bears and all that stupid shit. How one got a Teddy bear inside of a balloon I will probably never know, it's like a fortune in a cookie, you don't questions you just enjoy it. Anywho, inside the balloon was confetti (jealous!) and a corsage with a note that said "Prom this weekend?" Err a little late buddy. But not for his dream girl apparently because she jumped up and down and screamed YES! So nice try Talon with the floating candles in the pool back in '05, but nothing trumps a Wal Mart confetti filled balloon.

Oh high school kids. One more day. One more day until absolute freedom. I fully intend to run through the halls of my last school tomorrow screaming "SCHOOLS OUT FOR SUMMER!" It doesn't matter that the school I will be in actually won't be out for summer for another two weeks, because I will be and that's all I care about right now. And right right now, all I care about is sucking back on my blue Flava-Ice stick, I like to wait til the end to drink all the juice that has settled at the bottom, it's better that way. Yup melted juice from a Flava-Ice means summer is officialy here. Well melted juice and also cuts in the sides of my mouth from those damn sharp plastic corners on the ice sticks. Hello Summer, it's never been better to see you.