A rant for this rather horrible weekend
Parents--we all love them except when we want something from them. In my case, it is spending a day with friends. So all week long, I've been begging my parents (doing everything in the book to get them to say yes, like extra chores, actually keeping my room clean for once...) to let me hang out with my friends on a Saturday (today) afternoon and evening. Can I go? Of course I can go, but I have to be back before the main event starts. So I call just as we finish the one thing I have permission to do, to try one last time to go to the bonfire with the friends I've been with for the past three hours. My parents cave and give me two additional hours (pretty good deal, eh?). So I tell my friends that I need one of them to give me a ride home in two hours, and they decide that it would be "more convienent" to just drop me off now, instead of in two hours. So I get home, and my parents are getting ready to leave. So silly me wants to know where they're going, and they were going to go out to dinner.... Fantastic, really. So I'm home, two hours earlier then I needed to be so that I wouldn't be "abandoning" my family for a whole day, just so that they could leave me home alone for several hours.
So while out with my ever-glorious friends, what better conversation topic we could have....the prom. Guess who is the only person who doesn't think she's going? That's right... ME. You know why I'm not going? Because I don't want to go alone. So just in case I end up going, I need to find a dress. Now, my parents and I are too cheap to buy a prom dress (unlike one of my friends, whose mom just bought her a $350 gown this morning), so I am stuck with the option of wearing my mom's best friend's daughter's prom dress--which is pink. I hate pink. Like, of all the colors the dress could have been, it had to be pink?? Believe it or not, I actually do want to go, I just don't want to be the odd one out in my group of friends while I'm there. But there's the catch 22. I'm going to be the odd one out no matter what I do--I'll either be the only one who didn't go, or the only one who went without someone (aka, a date). So shall I be miserable and at home, sulking about the fact that my friends are all at the prom, or shall I be miserable at the prom, wearing a dress I hate and sitting alone at a table while all my friends and their dates dance the night away?
And then it hit me. Why do I really care? I mean seriously, why would I want to go out with friends who were too damn lazy to give me a ride at my curfew, and instead do it when it's "more convienent". Or spend the money to go to prom with the people who will just isolate me and be miserable while I'm there? I mean honestly, who could imagine a better night than just miserably sitting at home, alone, writing this rather boring rant?
So while out with my ever-glorious friends, what better conversation topic we could have....the prom. Guess who is the only person who doesn't think she's going? That's right... ME. You know why I'm not going? Because I don't want to go alone. So just in case I end up going, I need to find a dress. Now, my parents and I are too cheap to buy a prom dress (unlike one of my friends, whose mom just bought her a $350 gown this morning), so I am stuck with the option of wearing my mom's best friend's daughter's prom dress--which is pink. I hate pink. Like, of all the colors the dress could have been, it had to be pink?? Believe it or not, I actually do want to go, I just don't want to be the odd one out in my group of friends while I'm there. But there's the catch 22. I'm going to be the odd one out no matter what I do--I'll either be the only one who didn't go, or the only one who went without someone (aka, a date). So shall I be miserable and at home, sulking about the fact that my friends are all at the prom, or shall I be miserable at the prom, wearing a dress I hate and sitting alone at a table while all my friends and their dates dance the night away?
And then it hit me. Why do I really care? I mean seriously, why would I want to go out with friends who were too damn lazy to give me a ride at my curfew, and instead do it when it's "more convienent". Or spend the money to go to prom with the people who will just isolate me and be miserable while I'm there? I mean honestly, who could imagine a better night than just miserably sitting at home, alone, writing this rather boring rant?