a little adventure.

along with graduation each year comes a black light dance in our third gym.  it gets crazy and there are cops everywhere and faculty becomes overly paranoid due to hundreds of high school seniors (lame).  in front of our school lies a pedestal that, according to senior tradition, you must be kissed on to become a "true knight." so, obviously, after the dance each student rushes to the pedestal, hoping to be knighted.  boys pull up girls and kiss them through all the catcalls and ooh-la-la's. it's one of the traditions that, although silly, is necessary.  it's something you just can't leave high school without doing.

last night was the dance. and last night was the knighting. one football player jumped on the pedestal and kissed his girl, then another, then suddenly we were surrounded by cop cars.  an adorable boy grabbed my arm and said, "let's go get knighted." as he pulled me toward the front, a cop jumps on the pedestal and starts threatening arrest. now, high school students aren't about to listen to the cops right before they graduate. i mean, it's not like we were having sex on the pedestal. but all policemen's joy in life comes from taking away the joy from others.  tickets were handed out, arrest was threatened, eight cop cars were called, there was yelling and pushing and cuss words, and, through it all, i'm still not a true knight.

awesome.