There are a lot of crazy activities that go on during Prom Weekend, and none of them are parent-friendly. My mother would have been frantic if she learned I wasn’t taking my vitamins everyday. Most teenagers try to lie to their parents after a weekend in Seaside in order to protect their innocent image, but I didn’t revert to this tactic. I was perfectly honest about all of the Monopoly and SAT-Review Games that I played Saturday night. Unlike others of my age, I know better than to lie. No matter how beautifully I craft a story, it doesn’t matter because somebody will spoil it with the ultimate tattletale technology — Twitter.
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It was a Wednesday night. About ten o’clock. I had just finished my essay for English class, titled “Why Reading Crime and Punishment is Actually a Crime and Punishment,” when it happened. After three dreadful hours of poring through pages of 19th Century-Russian literature, I was finally able to open my laptop and log onto the social capital of the world: Facebook. Immediately upon entering, I noticed a new notification, signaling a “Friend Request.” Thoughts swarmed in my head when I saw this: “Danny, this could be it! That cute girl from math class whose clothes look they’re from Baby Gap has finally requested you! This could be your moment!” Click. “Wait a minute…this says the request is from ‘Jody New’…that’s not the girl from math class. That’s…that’s my…that’s my Mom!!!!” Read more