The “Homecoming” Feeling
So, a week and a half-ago, I attend my last homecoming. Here’s the catch, I attended for only five minutes. The Homecoming dance wasmheld in our gym (as it is every year), but something about this year was different. Honestly, I was expecting to feel crazy excited at the thought of going to my last homecoming, but the excitement just wasn’t there.
First off, the dance began at 10pm but I didn’t show up until 11:30. Furthermore, by the time I did show, I had already lost all of my friends. My friends and I bounced from party to party before we were planning to go. One thing led to another, and after party-bouncing, I had no idea where my friends went.
When I entered the dance, some of my other friends were already leaving to go out to the clubs. That’s when it hit me, perhaps I was too old for homecoming. Now, hear me out. I am not at all saying that 21 year olds are too old for homecoming. But, this particular 21 year old is too old for homecoming.
