Seduction
I suppose I should have mentioned that my prom is two weeks from Wednesday. My plan was not to go at all, as I was set in my ways since freshman year. Hell, all the way up until maybe December I was even convincing Aldo to go to the prom with someone else (one of his ex-girlfriends which was a previously arranged engagement before we started dating). Obviously that didn't work. After he tried to convince me to go with him and reluctantly I agreed. I guess its one of those responsibilities you are given when you become a girlfriend, like it or not. So my prom is Wednesday, May 19th. Yes it is odd for the prom to be on a Wednesday, smack dab in the middle of the week. There's good reason for it though. Thing is, since I go to a Catholic school we have a holy day the next day -- Ascension Thursday -- and an extra day off just for the hell of it. As you can see, Catholic school definitely has its perks. I guess it also helps that my school also has a lot of ridiculous days off.
My dress is being made so it'll be as original as possible. My sister sketched out the design too so I know it can't be on someone else. At least I sincerly hope not. It's gray (or some type of asphalt color to be more anal about it) with silver trimming. Too bad I didn't scan the design out. I was planning to but I've been so unmotivated to do anything, particulary with the computer. That's why the entries have been far and in between lately.
I knew this thing was going to be expensive but damn. I wish I had a job. I remember telling my parents my sophomore year that I wanted to save them money from all of these expensive but they said it was ok. They, like the majority of the people in my family, said it was no big deal and was insisting that I go. Aren't they lucky I just happen to have a boyfriend my senior year.
The next big event in my life, naturally, is my graduation. Part of me is more than happy that I'm done (and get to start summer vacation particularly early) but of course it feels as though I really do have much more to learn. Believe it or not I'm admitting to wanting to learn more. Not to mention the fact that it feels like I just got here maybe a year and a half ago. Of course, leaving this petty high school crap behind is going to be a much needed change, especially with all the turmoil I was put in last year because of "friends", the school, parents and other factors. But, then again, life is just a bigger version of high school, isn't it? And that knowledge is probably the most depressing truth of all.
Count it down kids. Saturday, June 5th @ 10 A.M.
My dress is being made so it'll be as original as possible. My sister sketched out the design too so I know it can't be on someone else. At least I sincerly hope not. It's gray (or some type of asphalt color to be more anal about it) with silver trimming. Too bad I didn't scan the design out. I was planning to but I've been so unmotivated to do anything, particulary with the computer. That's why the entries have been far and in between lately.
I knew this thing was going to be expensive but damn. I wish I had a job. I remember telling my parents my sophomore year that I wanted to save them money from all of these expensive but they said it was ok. They, like the majority of the people in my family, said it was no big deal and was insisting that I go. Aren't they lucky I just happen to have a boyfriend my senior year.
The next big event in my life, naturally, is my graduation. Part of me is more than happy that I'm done (and get to start summer vacation particularly early) but of course it feels as though I really do have much more to learn. Believe it or not I'm admitting to wanting to learn more. Not to mention the fact that it feels like I just got here maybe a year and a half ago. Of course, leaving this petty high school crap behind is going to be a much needed change, especially with all the turmoil I was put in last year because of "friends", the school, parents and other factors. But, then again, life is just a bigger version of high school, isn't it? And that knowledge is probably the most depressing truth of all.
Count it down kids. Saturday, June 5th @ 10 A.M.