The Prom
I went to the prom last night. I had a wonderful time. Truely awesome. I (think I) looked great in my tux. My friends all looked awesome. I had a blast dancing with everyone. It was the most easy going I've ever been. My date left early in another limo. No biggy, though. There isn't anything more than friend there. But. I kissed the "developing attraction" I talked about. It has me kind of tipsy. I have to sort my feelings out, journal. "Attraction," you obviously know who you are now. Perhaps we need to talk.