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Rachel's Journal I can't believe that I'm a f*cking junior in high school, and I went to my Jr. Prom already. Christ! Time flies when you're in high school! Anyway, I went to prom with my best mate, Chris. You know him well by now if you've read my other entries. I wore this black and red 1700's gothic dress, and he wore a white poet shirt, long leather coat, and some black khakis or something like that with his flame shoes. He had his hair spiked with glue and black dye. He looked very sexy. The shirt was very thin and somewhat see-through so...;). The food at prom was wonderful. I had pasta, caesar salad, sauteed carrots, and cake. I also got my fill on Schweppe's Ginger Ale. Good stuff. For a party favour, they gave us these gel candles in martini glasses. Do you think anyone burned them? Hell no. We were too busy pretending they were silicone breast implants because that is what they looked like. BAHAHA! Chris and I didn't dance much, but when slow danced twice...I think...and grinded double or triple that. Grinding is the sh*t. Too bad they didn't play "Beat It Upright" by KoRn. I really wanted to do something vampiric at prom so Chris dipped me vampire style and bit my neck, then let me drop gently to the floor. That f*cking owned. I have to admit, even though that seems like all fun, there was a time during prom where I wasn't feeling too good. Chris' dad called him in the middle of prom to tell him about a family emergency which turned out to be bad grades and not being told Chris had a detention. Chris was f*cking pissed. He crushed a plastic glass and threw it, along with some ice, onto the table. I was worried about him, and he seemed so angry I thought he would hurt himself or perhaps someone else. He calmed down after awhile though. In all that fun, I have to say that after prom was ten times better. Go on to the next entry to read about after-prom. Current mood: energetic. Current music: MDFMK - Now. |
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