as my subject line says, call me. no really. it'd be really awesome if someone random did. ============================================= attention is no subsitute for emotion. last night, i had prom. it was really wonderful. i can safely say, that i looked positively smashing. my vintage dress was really gorgeous, and i was really feeling beautiful. since i was going to my old school's prom, i got to see so many people that i really missed, and everyone looked sooooooo beautiful. it was an overload of hotness. Priscilla and Alex won prom king and queen. this made me incredably happy. i was smiling all night. beaming. i had a great time dancing with people, talking to people, looking good. i got to slow dance with Tom Morgan!!!! i had fun teasing sean and vincent. i miss that. but i was having a great time, just dancing with whoever i wanted, being the little vixen teasing the boys, and whatnot... and then at one point i was dancing alone. still all good, and alex said something that resonated a little more than i think he meant it to. he said something about how i was flirting and all over the place all night, and at the end of the night i was alone. i really don't think he meant it as any more than a joke, but god... it was so true. its so true for so much of my life. it was then that i started to really notice all the people out on the balcony, and dancing together, and kissing, and having their perfect prom teenage moments. i like flirting i do. i like the attention, i like the power, i like all that. but, when it comes down to it, i've mainted a pretty lonely lifestyle. and all that surface stuff doesn't really make up for it. it passes the time. makes things fun. but just fleeting. and that makes me sad.