You're The One That I Want.

"You better shape up.

Cause I need a man.

And my heart is set on you."

-Grease.

After tonight's movie night, I'm pretty positive Grease is one of the greatest movies ever made. I've always loved it, but I see it now in a different light than ever before. I mean, it's about high school. Now that I'm not there, it makes a world of difference. 

For the .0001% who don't know, Grease is based off a romance during senior year of high school. If you don't know the rest, go rent it or watch it on Netflix. You won't be disappointed. Anyways, as a college kid now, it made me want to relive senior year in full. My senior year was absolutely amazing; my classes were easy, my friends were amazing and the memories will stay strong forever in my mind. Grease made me realize that, although my class of 2012 was not as cool as Danny and Sandy, we were like all of the characters in our own ways. (If I do say so myself, I would consider myself a Rizzo, thank you very much.) 

Last year, every single one of us in my graduating class were connected. Somehow, someway. I mean, I was a floater in high school. I never had a core set of friends because I constantly went from one clique to the next. And yet, every single group was nice to each other with no drama whatsoever. Within one passing period, I would talk to the basketball boys and the AP students and the choir girls. Everyone literally knew everyone and it made us bond in a way that most classes don't.

Come graduation day, we didn't have a carnival (sadly). But as we prepared to walk down the aisle to our commencement seats, it was surreal standing around with 500 people, some of which were my closest confidantes or considered family members to me. We were all laughing and reminiscing and crying because in our minds, we were always going to be connected even if it meant we weren't speed racing out of the senior lot or getting to class late in the 600 block. 

Grease makes me miss high school in the best way possible. It makes me want to go back and do it all over for old time's sake. Because we all knew a Kenickie or Frenchie in high school. And those were the people and the memories we all thrive off of, one time or another.

Oh, and also, I am in dire need for Sandy's last outfit from the carnival. DREAM OUTFIT.