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Yeah, as all you faithful journal readers know, I went to prom last night. Well, it was my FIRST prom, so I was kinda weary with all of the bullshit that surrounded it, you know? (Bullshit=Hype)
But, all in all, I had a great time. I danced. (Scary, since I'm a true white girl and CAN'T dance.) I mingled. (Even more scarier since my social skills are ZILCH.) I laughed, smiled, and forgot about my problems for one whole night. (Which is the scariest, because I DON'T DO THAT.) I'm glad that I didn't have a date. I didn't have to face the akwardness that having a date at these things brings, you know? I just hung out with my friends and had fun. I felt pretty normal that night. Everybody said I looked like a Mermaid...^_^ I was a hot bitch. Lol.
However, there were a couple of moments that I hated. First, and most trivial, is that I hated the music that they played. They played typical dance music...the Top Forty crap. Um...they only played one GC song...and it was 'Lifestyles'. On the upside, they didn't play any Avril! The other moments that I hated were the slow songs...they sucked ass. Every slow song that came on, the couples would join together. I felt like the only single person in that place. It was one of those times that my yearning for that someone came on very strongly...AND I HATED THAT. I danced one slow-dance with this one guy. And, that was akward, b/c I can barely stand that kid...I just can't say no. Heh...that's gonna hurt me in the years to come, huh? ^_^
But, yeah...I just wish that I can find someone...God, I sound desparate. But, it's true. The last serious boyfriend that I had killed himself. After that, there were just little flings. I'm longing for something that will last. I'm longing for someone to understand me. I'm longing for someone to (and this is gonna sound corny, because it is corny...but, whatever...) love me. GRRRR! DAMN COUPLES RUINED MY PROM!
But, after prom, we got a phone call from Sara's boyfriend, Mike. (QUICK BG INFO: I went to prom with Sara and Crystal, two friends of mine. Mike, Sara's boyfriend, took us there and dropped us off. He drove Sara's mom's car.) Mike had gone to an illegal drag strip race thing...Think 'The Fast and The Furious'. Well, we knew about this and was cool with it, you know? Because, illegal crap is cool...*scoffs* We were even gonna go there after prom. Heh...while Mike was there, he had parked the car in a parking lot and walked over to his friend's racing truck. Well, a car that was racing spun out of control, took out a car and clipped another car. Mike stood there in shock b/c the car that had been clipped was Sara's mom's car. He jumped in the truck and chased the guy, but he lost him @ a red light. However, he had gotten the license plate number of the car. So, it was all good...insurance would pay for it cuz it's a hit and run. BUT, when Mike called us just b/4 prom ended, Sara blew it into this whole big deal...She started bawling in the middle of the dance and ran outside. I had to chase her down and talk to Mike on the cell phone at the same time. (Can you imagine this? The Little Mermaid on a cell phone chasing down an innocent girl in downtown Indianapolis? I thought so...heh.)
I'm laughing while I'm on the phone and Mike's freaking out. "Why the fuck are you laughing? It's not funny!" But, if you'd stop to think about it, it IS funny. Out of all the cars that guy could hit, he hit Sara's mom's...HAHAHA. I'm a sucker for irony. It's hilarious. So, Mike calls the cops and gets that taken care of. He comes to pick us up. We ride in silence until he pulls over to park so we can walk down to the Circle...it's closed to cars at night. (The Circle is just it's name...it's a circle...with a huge beautiful statue in the mid...It's the center of Indy. It's beautiful and I love it. We went there to take pictures.) Well, we get out and I go to look at it. And, I remembered something that Judy (Sara's mom) said as we were pulling out. "DON'T BRING IT BACK WITH A SCRATCH!" I lost it...I was giggling and pointing at it. Mike comes up and he's like, "What the fuck are you laughing at?" I go, "Well, technically, it's all right. There's no scratches on it..." He just glared at me. Well...there wasn't...there was just this huge ass dent in the bumper and the tail-light was gone.
So, we walk to the Circle, which was a block away. There was nobody else out. Everyone else was quiet and somber, but I was jumping around hyper. I looked like a hooker mermaid in my dress. I was skipping down the street and singing...they wanted to shoot me. THEY JUST HAVE NO SENSE OF HUMOR! IT WAS FUNNY, ALL RIGHT! DOES ANYBODY ELSE THINK THAT IT WAS FUNNY?! God...people now-a-days, huh? So uptight...
Yeah, we got back at 3:00 AM...but, it was all good. I wanted to stay longer, just nobody else wanted to. They're no fun. Judy told Mike that it was okay. "Accidents Happen." Was what she said. SEE? NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT!
I had fun. I saved all my slow dances for Joel. That's the way I look at it. ^_^ (Gah...I'm pathetic.)
I love J-Dogg.
I love Tony.
I love Joel, my future husband, very much.
I love Dylan, my gay best friend.
I love Fruit Vanquisher, my twin.
I just feel loved today. ^_^
True Story,
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