i can't say it's what i expected, and i don't really have any stories. it was nice, i loved getting dressed up and seeing everyone else looking all pretty. and i loved my hair. loved it. i felt so sophisticated. i'm totally going to michele's again next year for senior prom. i had lots of fun, and it was great seeing nicole. riva and i had the two ( Read more... )

my dress fits perfectly now, we picked it up from the tailor's last night. and there was a little freak out scene about make up (i don't own very much, i don't know what i need or how to apply it etc.) things have worked themselves out now. i not only have a TON of lip stuff, gloss, lipstick, pencils etc, but i also have the promise of nice people ( Read more... )

i don't want to clean up my house for friday. i don't want to go to the prom and i don't want to be a senior. i'm too young. not to clean, i'm too lazy to clean. i can't imagine going to the prom or even just wearing my dress outside. it'll feel like dress up. and i don't want to feel less pretty in it when i'm surrounded by all the pretty girls ( Read more... )

i really do. i'm past comfortable, i'm happy. i don't really feel that i need to lose weight. i mean i could stand to, my comfort with my body doesn't extend to my being unable to see what's in front of me, but still. it isn't pressing. except now it is. why didn't i just ask the tailer to let my dress out a bit? it isn't juliet-like squashed boobs ( Read more... )

i can do this. this is past the home stretch, it's just the last few steps. especially with the whole, no school on wednesday thing. that was like manna from heaven. i was pretty jazzed when i heard. seriously, if i just buckle down and hold on i'll be done in no time and then i'll have the whole summer to...well, not relax, but not be in school at ( Read more... )

you know those days that are medium because nothing really happens? nothing good, nothing bad, it's just existing? and those other medium days that are a mix of really really good and really really bad? i had the latter. it started out with SAT II scores. i got a 710 on US history and a 780 on literature. good. my french score ---. bad. then there ( Read more... )

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my whole house smells like barbeque. the KRAC picnic is today, so we're been cooking and cleaning and making the yard presentable all week. i don't actually like barbeque very much, but it smells smokey and good, and i don't like the KRAC picnic, because it's unpaid babysitting for me, but it's sunny out and it feels like summer. and not having ( Read more... )

i can't feel anything for anyone right now. seriously, i can't be happy or angry or excited or sad for anyone. i don't want to hear news, i don't want to be talked to or near anyone. i don't mean to be awful, i just feel numb. and i want to be sympathetic about stress, and overjoyed about prom dates and angry about my dad being a jerk, but i can't ( Read more... )

we lost our game to fairport yesterday. it wasn't even close. weirdly enough though, it was more fun than other games that we won. i think it was probably because for once i wasn't bloody second row. i actually got to play flanker. and i was pleased when mctigue was relieved that i arrived, cuz our pack was weak and i would be a help. i'm much more ( Read more... )