wild world
i'm sitting on that white carpet in elena's room. the one that is stained with all the ash and beer of highschool parties. its just like so many other friday evenings on the last year.
she's showering at the moment, and in a few hours we will be heading over to thomas' house for pre-prom dinner.
it feels so anti-climactic.
i'm not feeling the rush of nostalgia that usually accompanies endings like this. maybe that won't come until graduation. or maybe not at all?
it just feels like a regular afternoon.
i guess that could be a good things though, because we all know that high expectations only lead to disappointment.
i'm not looking for a magical prom experience or anything. all i want is a nice night with my friends, and (hopefully) a good party afterwords. the perfect kind of closure for highschool, really.
nothing spectacular, just fun.
she's showering at the moment, and in a few hours we will be heading over to thomas' house for pre-prom dinner.
it feels so anti-climactic.
i'm not feeling the rush of nostalgia that usually accompanies endings like this. maybe that won't come until graduation. or maybe not at all?
it just feels like a regular afternoon.
i guess that could be a good things though, because we all know that high expectations only lead to disappointment.
i'm not looking for a magical prom experience or anything. all i want is a nice night with my friends, and (hopefully) a good party afterwords. the perfect kind of closure for highschool, really.
nothing spectacular, just fun.