The senior prom is still two weeks aways, and arguably one of the highlights of the year (though I'm sure I'll have more to say on how and why as the day finally approaches). Tonight, however, the Juniors get their turn with the aptly named "Junior Prom". I'm not sure why it's a "prom" and not simply a "formal" as it is for the other classes, but the Class of 2015 certainly enjoys throwing around the "prom card" these days. By this time tomorrow, everyone will either be elated at the success of the evening, depressed at the failure, or indifferent because they stayed home and watched a Friday night screening of Godzilla and then went home and watched the 1954 original.
In many ways, the junior prom is a small microcosm of the junior's experience at this point. They've essentially completed their third year, but not year. The seniors have one foot out the door, and are just about gone, but not yet. They're at prom...but not really. May is finally over!...but not quite. While the beginning of the junior year is something like a war, and arguably the most difficult of the four cycles, the end is an odd time as the future academic monarchs await their coronation, yet are consistently overshadowed by their still-present predecessors. The Prince of Wales, the true Man-Who-Would-Be-King can empathize perfectly.
Yet this Diet-Coke equivalent Prom and school year is not something to mourn, it's actually refreshing. As much as the seniors are so glad the year is over, many are quickly realizing the last 8 days of school are fewer than they'd like and they'd really like to go back. The Junior class still has time, like one realizing the shower is getting cold, but still having room left to turn up the hot water. The end for them is already here...and not yet. The still have another minute until midnight, which is great because in a minute there is time for decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
Stay tuned for updates tonight and tomorrow. Until then