Clarity Of Wrong Behaving

Listening to: Pass Out- Ludacris
Feeling: stuck
the talk of the school prom. what to wear. what to eat. what to do before and after. hair. nails. diet? hundreds of dollars. nothing but worrying and stress every day for a month...all for one night. is it worth it? will you make it worth it? i didn't spend alot on my dress. I love my dress, yet it's not what I wanted. To be honest I am not caught up in all that anymore. I listen to how much people are spending on their dress, but that is our school for you. that is scottsdale for you. the talk is cheap...it's always about money and material things and who can out do who. I want prom to be special though...and I know it will be even if i was wearing tin foil dress and had to drive there in a taxi. I think I would still hold my head up, because well I just like to stay out of the norm. i had one of the best easter's. I went to church with Kevin's family. I have been dying to go...because I needed the aura and happiness church gives me, by just entering the room. I felt I needed to pray and praise god for just being who he is. I love our bishop he is almost like a mini jesus in my eyes. Kevin and I went to an art gallery, the flee market, crackleburrow, marble's icecream, and IHOP. Seems like we ate most of the day. Kevin and his aunt came over my house for the rest of the night. Him and I played basketball with my brother, while ms. riley and my mom became best friends for the next four hours. So I did Kevin's hair, and by then we were so tired that we curled up together on my floor and fell asleep. When they woke us up, we had no idea who we were. That is the best feeling. school was o k a y, but I have senioritis BAD, and I NEVER WANNA GO.
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