I just thought I'd share a moment with you guys.
So through some work of god, my friends and I have been able to turn the school in our favor of making this year's senior class prom Star Wars themed.
This is sort of a big deal, because as long as anyone can remember, every year whoever the two people are on the prom committee have just picked one of the photo studio's default themes and put no real thought into it themselves (boring). My friends and I came along and changed that.

Obviously there are a lot of people in support of Star Wars prom, and that's great, but for every 5 of those there is 1 person who is in utter disbelief, and quite frankly, rage.

So here comes the beautiful moment.

The prom theme voting is taking place. It's like a wednesday, middle of the week, my friends and I are having fun any way we can.
So the voting is taking place at lunch, and things are getting tense. People have known about the Star Wars Prom idea since the end of last school year (around May) and this is the final hour that will decide everything.

The voting booth is in the middle of all the traffic going through the cafeteria, and it is quite the congestion. There isn't any evidence to support this yet, but there's an energy around school that Star Wars Prom is winning.

So my friends and I are standing at the booth campaigning (shouting at people to vote) for Star Wars Prom. This boring slutty chick named Ashley walks up to us. She's about five feet tall, so it's obviously funny when she recognizes us as the ringleaders and starts yelling, waving her arms, and flipping a bitch. When I confront her to try and calm her down, I notice she is how hard she is scowling from the way her dense makeup emphasizes her face. Nothing works, she is waving her arms and starting to make me laugh. Her most memorable argument is "it's just all the loser guys voting for it," as she waves her hand at some random lunch table. We all start laughing harder, and she storms off still pissed off. Right as she is turning around to leave though, my confident friend Kutz, completely indifferently, just goes "it's gonna happen," in a hilariously monotone and just audible voice. We know she heard him.