i wont tell you what to be
on Friday amy took me to her prom.
ohh yes another prom for me.
this is obviously of amy putting on socks. not that we wore sneakers or anything.
i realize i didn't really take any pictures of me in my .. dressoutfitjazz .. but this is the circular belt buckle-y thing that was pretty interesting heh. and maybe i'll put on the leggings and take pictures of me in those and then you kinda get the gist.
guess what the theme was.
here's another hint.
(the theme was disco in the polar ice caves)
and then this was soo.. imgonnavom cute. daw.
and that's why i needed to break the cuteness up. (andd get down with the bad self.)
pee ess: in this you can kinda see my ensemble
but that's about as good as i can do. and hopefully you cant see the really dumb face i'm making.
besides prom my weekend was pretty productive.
i completely moved out of the dorms and got to see rin and katie and therese and leah and ellyn
i didn't stop by to see anyone else though.
and then i spent the rest visiting bryan
which also resulted in my parents worrying themselves into another realm of worry.
im the biggest jerk walking. granted everyones parents flip them out, and mine put an ungodly amount of stress on me, but at the same time i really do feel guilty about how i treat them sometimes. and i should help it, i just can't. i treat people like shit and i know it and i can't stop myself. i have this inability to trust people - or i always feel like theres some hidden agenda. and i'm trying to let people in, i really am. when i talked to the doctor today, it was the first time in months that i talked about how i felt and it was so very nice. i don't want to make my friends listen to my quote unquote problems. they really don't exist and if they do, its my fault they do. sigh. i just sound whiny and reallllly annoying. or emo. heh.
we had a really nice thunderstorm earlier.
i hope i fall asleep and wake up to one.
i think that's the coolest.
i don't know if you can read the picture.. but look! i have a ponytail. (growing out hair update)
also,
you probably can't read that either - but where did those come from? when did my boobs become.. jugs?
the end.