Prom was 2 days ago. I am really fucking tired. I drank a fuckload of alcohol. I'm surprised that I can spell alcohol. I feel dumb. But it was fucking awesome though. Tristan was such a sweet guy and at the end of all it, I'm really glad I went with him. I'm really glad that I went. It was a great time. Getting all prettied up and turning into a Cinderella was quite nice... I loved my hair. Dawn (the lady that does my hair)was going for the Kate Winslet-Titanic look. It came out wonderful. The actual prom wasn't that hot. But then again.... I didn't expect it to be. Eating at Carabba's, getting everything done for prom was the actual fun part. I'm not wearing a beaded dress ever again. They are evil. The afterparty after prom was the actual "fun" part. As fun as drunk kids could possibly get in a hotel room. Me and Tyler were the only ones that were drunk and we were annoying everybody. It's not our fault that were turn into blithering idiots whenever we are drunk... it just happens that way. We down our alcohol... like it ain't no one's business. Tyler's so lucky. He barfed that night...well that morning we didn't even go to sleep until 6. But noooooooooooooo, not me... I've gotta be a hardass who drinks everything and doesn't get sick that night but better yet stays drunk for the next two fucking dayssssssssssss. I don't wanna be drunk anymore. I want sleep goddamnit. It doesn't help that I get to be an emotional blob of crap whenever I am drunk, either. I wish someone would just say it... everyone knows that Tyler and Lindsay are in love and I'm just standing in the way of them being together. I'm the best friend but I try to act like the "lover" of them both. They want to be together... they want to love each other and no matter what they say or do.... I know in some way they resent me. I'll be okay. I can deal with this... I have other friends and my bed. I love my bed. I don't know what I am going to do.