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I think most people had a good time at prom. I however, did not. Not for any reason in perticular, nothing bad happened, nothing was horribe, but yet I was miserable. blegh, it seems like i'm incapable of enjoying myself these days. Even my sixteenth boirthday couldn't bring me any happiness or excitement. What the fuck is wrong with me?
Before prom and after prom were good though. Dawn, Hilary, and I all got ready at Hilary's. After Hilary came and crashed at my house and we went for coffee the next morning which was lovely. Sometimes I feel like I'm undeserving of such a good friend. Its weird how distance can either tear two people apart or make them closer, I like to think its been the latter with me and Hilary.
I'm exhausted and depressed and just feeling pretty low. I've got homework to do but I just can't make myself do it. I know I'm being rediculous and lame and need to just shake off whatever is making me feel the way I am. The beautful thing is NOTHING is wrong.
Before prom and after prom were good though. Dawn, Hilary, and I all got ready at Hilary's. After Hilary came and crashed at my house and we went for coffee the next morning which was lovely. Sometimes I feel like I'm undeserving of such a good friend. Its weird how distance can either tear two people apart or make them closer, I like to think its been the latter with me and Hilary.
I'm exhausted and depressed and just feeling pretty low. I've got homework to do but I just can't make myself do it. I know I'm being rediculous and lame and need to just shake off whatever is making me feel the way I am. The beautful thing is NOTHING is wrong.