#adultsarestupid

I’m big you’re small.

I’m older you’re younger.

I’m smart you’re dumb.

I’m right you’re wrong.

Man oh man, have I been slacking off. The main subject of concern as Junior Class Prez at my school is the Junior/Senior Banquet. Ya see, I go to a private christian school and dances are NOT allowed - they're basically considered explicit. Students often say that "dancing makes babies," which if you had any sort of functioning brain, you would know that just touching someone of the opposite sex does not, in fact, impregnate the female. Anyways, Junior/Senior is a huge deal because it's the only type of formal function that is allowed at my school, besides Homecoming Court (but that doesn't count because only a select few get the honor of dressing up and taking professional selfies). And the Juniors have to brainstorm, plan, and set up the banquet. At the beginning of the year, it was made out to be extremely important that the juniors vote responsible and hardworking students onto the student council. Whoop-di-doo. So as soon as the student council is elected, we start to have meetings every couple of weeks and begin planning the theme, decor, set up ect. We argue and we get angry and we pull our hair out carefully planning every detail, because we don't wanna hear the load of bull that'll come out of everyone's mouths if they don't like it. And we know that no matter what we do, we're never going to be able to please everyone, but we could at least try. For Pete's sake, we could barely agree amongst ourselves and there were only six of us (our school is small bee-tee-dubz). The first semester of junior year zips by and in January this year there's a meeting called by the sponsors. And five minutes into the meeting the message is clear: Sorry (not sorry) that you've worked so hard to come up with a theme, but we already have one picked out and your ideas are obsolete.

Well thanks. Great. Keep in mind that these sponsors haven't been to any of the previous meetings that they obviously knew were taking place. Now we have to put up with a horrible theme planned by inconsiderate sponsors and two classes of students barking up our tree to fix things. All I ever do is apologize now. Oh sorry for stepping on your foot and ruining your senior year. It's not like I can barge in there and demand that the theme be changed. They are adults and I am still considered a little teenage girl. It doesn't matter that the student council is with the peers 8 hours a day, or that we understand what type of things they like/dislike, or even that their (the sponsors) decisions still reflect back onto us. We are inadequate to plan anything and the adults have to take control so that we don't light a match and accidentally burn the place down. The sponsors authority makes it completely redundant to even have a student council. I don't know about you, but it makes sense for a student council to be student run. It's infuriating. 

Junior/Senior is now one month and nine days away and I, for one, feel like I'm handling it better than some others. One girl, she won't be named, takes the criticism very personally and has cried several times already about others mistreating her. Now I can only hope and pray that we make the best of things. If life gives you a crappy theme, then I guess make crappy themed lemonade... Sorry that was a horrible joke.