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So. For those who don't know - yes, I'm a high school Junior. Which, evidently, means Prom Night in my school, which crowns Juniors rather than Seniors for some bizarre reason. I've gone through all the steps, bought the dress (white lace, very classy), bought the shoes, bought a new red lipstick and everything.
But don't get me wrong. I'm... Kind of dreading it. Or rather, I was. But something today put me in the Prom Mood like nothing else, and I'm totally ready for tomorrow night, now. Does anyone have a guess?
Oh, never mind. I got a $30,000 scholarship to the University of Rochester and a sweatshirt and 'letter of interest' from Cornell University, meaning that I was their second pick for the scholarship, which went to our resident genius (who we love). All out of the blue. I hadn't applied to anything yet, as I'd been feeling much of a failure lately.
Nothing like realizing that you actually have a future ahead of you to make you feel like dressing up real pretty, I suppose.
But don't get me wrong. I'm... Kind of dreading it. Or rather, I was. But something today put me in the Prom Mood like nothing else, and I'm totally ready for tomorrow night, now. Does anyone have a guess?
Oh, never mind. I got a $30,000 scholarship to the University of Rochester and a sweatshirt and 'letter of interest' from Cornell University, meaning that I was their second pick for the scholarship, which went to our resident genius (who we love). All out of the blue. I hadn't applied to anything yet, as I'd been feeling much of a failure lately.
Nothing like realizing that you actually have a future ahead of you to make you feel like dressing up real pretty, I suppose.