I now have black sparkly heels and a matching purse for the Sadie Hawkins. :D
…..How do you blatantly ignore someone for at least a month, then talk to him one time for a good 10-15 minutes about something relevant only because there was no way of leaving that conversation, and all of a sudden the bothersomeness returns at full capacity? I sure hope I’m not the one with the problem this time; I know I’m socially idiotic, but this cannot be normal..
That awkward moment when the glasses included in your Velma costume are unnecessary because you already have some, followed by the moment when you realize that your hair isn’t too far off from hers either.
What a gentile.
Tomorrow I have to….
buy my dress for the dance,
find a Halloween costume,
(apparently) carve a couple pumpkins,
Trunk-or-Treat it up,
and maybe find some time for homework. Or Tumblr-Facebook-Gmail. Whichever sounds more appealing at the time.
I officially feel so sorry for you all. This past week was so unreasonably stressful; dances are awful. The process of finding someone who 1. would actually want to go with you, 2. is unattached, and 3. is tolerable for 3 hours is SO difficult, and depriving of sleep. I will desperately hope for another dance before prom that is back to the normal tradition..
So guys, you definitely have it better than us girls. (Sure, we may have alot of problems, but you’re the ones who have to pretend to care about them.)
I’m going to assume that it’s a girl thing. Like how we travel in packs to the bathroom; it’s not going to make sense. Oh well.
I think I’ll actually get some sleep tonight and not spend 30 minutes trying to position my hair in rollers.