The stress of prom?... I think not.

Prom. The first time the word had graced my ears was when I was eight years old. Prom - it does sound very special, not elaborate nor elegant but it drew me in. Pictures of teenage girls dressed in beautiful gowns, hairstyles to die for; they all looked like princesses from a fairytale. I was excited for the year to where I would finally be able to dress so elegantly and have a night full of dreams come true. So when my senior rolled to a close end, prom was in the horizon. People find that it is stressful; the havocs of finding that perfect dress, going mad over a hairstyle, and lastly, finding that prom date. Well, for me, it was quite relaxing and enjoyable, hah. It took my one day to find my dress. I find it wonderful. To some, it may be plain and simple; but to me it is perfect, it is me. I was fortunate enough to be asked to prom. I really am excited, it will be the last time that all my classmates will be together. I know I will cry, although, I will make sure that they will be tears of joy and not of sadness.