So I finally decided to write about my prom
It fucking sucked… I hardly danced with my date. It seemed like a waste of time. Music was great and I had a great time with my friends, but the shit with my date completely ruined my night. So much for senior prom being amazing right? I didn’t get to kiss her… I’ve wanted to since I was 7, when we first met. Oh well though… I was completely ignored by her on sunday at six flags too. It Hurt so much that I cried during my first hour the next day. I’m getting better I guess. I just hate seeing things that remind me of prom, like my shoes, or the flower, or her ticket in the backseat of my car. I hate thinking about it, but I can’t help myself. On the bright side, I finally met amber. And she’s really sweet and cute, and we talk all the time. Hopefully we hang out this weekend. But, anyway, fuck prom 2012
