I should feel like Cinderella
Tonight is my first ball. My first dance since my senior prom almost 13 years ago. Ugh I feel old all of a sudden. *Puts down the O2 mask*
Ok...anywho, I should feel like Cinderella. The excitement of getting ready, doing my hair, looking beautiful. But I'm nervous. Actually I'm down right afraid. It's not that I don't like people, it's just this social setting just seems too big for me. Tara won't call me back. I don't know if I have a way to the damn thing. I still need to iron my dress and figure out what the hell I'm going to do about my hair and make-up. I want to feel and look like a dark version of Cinderella, when I'm afraid of looking like a poor little cinder ella.
Ok...anywho, I should feel like Cinderella. The excitement of getting ready, doing my hair, looking beautiful. But I'm nervous. Actually I'm down right afraid. It's not that I don't like people, it's just this social setting just seems too big for me. Tara won't call me back. I don't know if I have a way to the damn thing. I still need to iron my dress and figure out what the hell I'm going to do about my hair and make-up. I want to feel and look like a dark version of Cinderella, when I'm afraid of looking like a poor little cinder ella.