Wear the dang toga

Note to Self:

Wear the dang toga. 

It's just a short note today. And a note that probably doesn't make sense to anyone but me. So I'm going to try and give you a little insight:

It's my senior year in high school. I can't believe it's here already! But it is and I plan on making the best of it. At the beginning of this year I told myself that I wanted to do everything. I wanted to be on all the committees, go to all the dances, do the crazy things I wouldn't have a year or two ago. Senior year for me is about making memories that will last a lifetime because even though I'm excited for college, I'm not sure I'm ready to let go of this chapter of my life. 

In case my "note" seemed strange  what am I saying, of course it sounded strange  this week was Homecoming week at my high school: the first real chance I had to try out my new "do it all" attitude. So even though I didn't know how I was going to fit it into my schedule, I decided to be on the Homecoming committee. Best idea ever. I didn't get home until around 11 each night (with stuff I still needed to do) but it was so worth it. 

Among many meetings, events, and other things, the Homecoming committee (along with the entire school) was asked to wear togas this past Friday to go along with our Greek theme. About a third of the committee vetoed the idea and about... oh... 99.9 percent of the student body did as well. 

What did I do? I wore the dang toga. 

I can't tell you exactly why most people didn't participate. I can only tell you what I think. I think the majority  of people at my high school think they're too "cool" for it. I think another good portion of them don't want to look like freaks. There are probably a hundred more reasons as well, but like I said, I can only tell you what I think. 

And here's what I have to say to all those people:

WEAR THE DANG TOGA. 

You think you're too "cool"? To cool for what? School spirit? I say there's nothing wrong with school spirit. We're "stuck" at school anyway, we may as well have a good time and enjoy it!

You don't want to look like a freak? Honey, look around! We're all freaks whether we're wearing togas or not. "Freak" means "abnormal"... well what is normal? Can you honestly look at someone and say "Wow, they're normal"? And if you could, would you want to be like them and be just normal anyway? 

Look, this post isn't just about wearing a toga. I promise, I'm not that crazy. 

I was always the shy girl. The girl who would rather stay in at recess with the teachers than interact with the other kids. I followed every rule. I studied and got good grades. I wouldn't do anything adventurous because to me that meant either dangerous or illegal... or both. I wouldn't take risks. I was the good girl. And I never would have worn a toga to school. 

Well I've learned something. Not all rules are good. Not all risks are bad. Not everything adventurous is dangerous or illegal. And life is too short and too serious to not try and have some fun along the way. I'm not saying go do something stupid, or dangerous, or illegal because life is short. I'm not at all a fan of using YOLO (you only live once) as an excuse. I'm just saying we should have some fun. Good, clean fun. 

So next time life throws the opportunity your way, wear the dang toga.