Sasha's commentary for May 8, 2013 (Promenade Edition)

Farrah Abraham is already making a fool of herself, but now, on top of being a teen mom, she now gets a porn deal? Okay, MTV's making celebs out of teen moms is exactly why the rest of the world mocks us. Being a teen mom does not give you license to be a porn star.

I had two years worth of shitty proms. TWO. I would die to be a high schooler with Asperger's today. It was much harder a half decade ago. Not for these two high schoolers. I'm just saying, Maddi Colbeth is my new hero. Of course, her prom date was much more severe on the spectrum than I am, and for her date, Jon Larson, to not understand the concept of a prom? It's a dance! I don't know what there is to understand. Of course, prom for me was almost a joke though.

Renee Fleming is yet another reason why I'm proud to be a Potsdam grad. Sadly, the New York Times wrote a review that easily stenched of "we're appealing to Americans who can afford to go to the opera." It's Brahms, so I'll listen. Turns out he (if I heard my mom correctly) never felt he got his own work quite right.

Upstate New York is still an AWESOME place to raise a family. That being said, nine Onondaga County high schools made Newsweek's top 2000 best high schools in the nation list. Kudos to the other upstate high schools that have made the list. Overall, for being one of fifty states, New York is home to nearly 10% of the nations best high schools. I think we could do better though.

And finally, a memo to Google: I don't mind my missing YouTube history, but I don't like being interrupted when I'm working on my blog.

Prom. Don't get me started with prom. Why did everything that I was supposed to experience in high school happen in college? My first kiss? My first date to a dance that I liked? Honestly, high school sucked, and Kevin Brennan explains it well in his stand-up routine I Said It. I couldn't even ask a girl to prom. Of course, I had it rough, as yep, I was the new kid in town. In fact, when my junior prom hit, I had been living in Brushton for not even a year. Of course, I shouldn't bash high school too much, as I did meet some neat people in Brushton, and it was the first place I had lived where I hung out with groups of friends. Mrs. Kemp's Speech (public speaking) class made that all worth it.

Anyways, this is my semi-pathetic life in a nutshell: asking a girl I like JUST to hang out with me, as simple as something like hanging out in the city is as complex as a promposal. A promposal? Fuggedaboutit! I think part of my "asking girls out" is a matter of that I have bad timing. Anyways, it turns out the new fad is "going over the top" when asking a girl to prom. What happened to the old fashioned "[insert name here], do you want to go to prom with me?" Simple, if you want, sneak a letter into her locker. Or girls, how about you ask us guys out (whether it be a date, prom, geeze!)

And if anyone doesn't think I'm developmentally delayed, try again. I'm going to, until the day I have a family of my own/get married/anything like what I just said, I'll be playing catchup. Honestly, I don't understand how girls end up with three sexual partners by the time they're seventeen. I could be the least severely autistic person in America and I still wouldn't understand.