I’m alive…

Eh, haven't really been in the blogging mood lately. I never really have been, have I?

Prom was last night. I had no fun at all. A waste of money and time. The food was crap (since when was a cantaloupe & watermelon platter, eggrolls, and meatballs considered a meal?), the drinks were flat and all tasted like diet, the music sucked, and I just sat there. It started at 7, I got there at almost 8, and was ready to leave by 8:30. I would've left, too, if I wouldn't have been Carrie & Danielle's ride. I was in tears by the time I got home at 11:30.

 The entire time I was there I was looking at the skinny girls with 0% bodyfat, boyfriends, and a ton of friends. I kept thinking about how fat and loserish I was. Put four of those girls together and you'd get me, minus the guys and friends. I'm such a failure.

Graduation is in less than a week. Saturday at 2PM will be the end of my HS years. Most people say that HS is the best four years of your life. If that's true my life is going to be crap.

If you can't tell I'm not in the best mood today. Pictures will come soon enough.