warning: rant with graphic threats at the end of this post.
AP tests are over for me, both fairly easy (i'm thinking i got 4s on them, maybe?). Then again, English and Stat are supposedly the two easiest AP tests ever, except maybe art, where u just turn in your portfolio. Can can is also over... i might post can can pics here and/or in my lj, but i'm not sure... kay tries to keep her anonimity here. if you want to see them, they are up on my myspace, tho because of the limit to the number of pics you can have up (10), a few of them are on the same page, and therefore really small and pixelated. But we were hot. My ankle is still swollen, but we only have one more performance, so hopefully it won't get that much worse. Despite my ankle and lack of flexability, apparently i still kick decently. Good. Hopefully I'll continue to stretch everyday, to stay flexable. I'm not one of those girls who wants to stay in shape to keep from gaining weight, or even because I'd like to live a healthy lifestyle. I'd just like to be able to touch my toes, if ever the situation calls for it. I look waaaaaay more flexable and athletic than i actually am...
Let the countdown till prom begin! 6 days... Senior prom is gonna kick Junior prom's ass, if that's even possible. My dress is poofier, more of my friends will be there, i'll KNOW how to put a boutiner on, i'll take my shoes off whenever possible, there'll be bowling and fancy dinner... the only thing that will be the same as last year will be my date, and that's the one thing that really doesn't need to change .
My parents don't understand why Jesse's not going to prom. They don't seem to understand that he'd need a junior or senior to invite him, since he's only a sophomore, and that he'll be able to go to prom next year anyways... with more of his friends. I think that's what happens when you have three kids... you sort of want to get all the big deals out of the way at once. It would be so much more convenient for them if they could just take pictures of us in our prom outfits all on the same day. Oh well.
You know what I don't like? Guys wearing pink in their tuxes. Pink bow tie, pink cumberbund.... yuck. It's just not right. Actually, I don't like the baby blue color on guys either. It's just gross. Maybe I'm just a crazy equal rights liberal-minded non-conforming anti-sentimentalist free-spirited pot-smoking hyphen-using rebellious youth who continues to widen the generation gap, but i see no reason for prom dates - or any other kind of dates- to dress to match. Except the pot-smoking thing. Hyphens kick ass, tho. But really, if you're at prom with someone as a date - and i mean a real date, not just there together as friends - you're going to spend the majority of your time with that person, right? Do you really need to go all twin-day at the event so that everyone knows that you two are an item, even though this fact is made obvious by the constant grinding of your "hoo-hoo" with his "ha-ha" excused by the fact that it's considered a form of dancing? Do you really think there are gonna be other girls there trying to hook up with your date, even though they have dates of their own? And really, if there is a boyfriend-stealing bitch out there, do you REALLY think a purple cumberbund is going to stop her? Guys, if you have a date for prom who wants you to dress to match her, that's cool. But if her color-scheme doesn't exactly make you feel masculine, grow a backbone. Really, you can say "no," provided you don't plan on being married while at prom. Weddings are a whole different monster.
Note to all boyfriend-stealing bitches: At this year's prom, I will be wearing a dress with purple on it, while my date plans on attending in some form of blue. I know this may make it hard for you to tell we're together, but fear not, for we will be, like many others, practically having sex with our clothes on throughout the night. If, however, by some chance you see a guy standing all by himself, by all means approach him. He's either a) dateless, or with a date he doens't care to much for, or b) waiting for his date to return from the bathroom, fresh with a new tampon in place. If guy (b) happens to be MY guy, you will know soon enough, as when i return from said bathroom journey, finding you trying to pick him up, my natural possessive instincts will kick in, and i will tackle him and do various things to not only get me banned from all future Westmont proms and downtown Campbell in general, but prove that we are, in fact, together. And after it's done, I assure you, we'll be dressed to match- or possibly undressed.
PS - yes, my period is starting soon. Mess with me, and i'll rip your brain out of your skull - through your vagina (this threat also applies to those of you who do not have a vagina. I'll find a way).
Let the countdown till prom begin! 6 days... Senior prom is gonna kick Junior prom's ass, if that's even possible. My dress is poofier, more of my friends will be there, i'll KNOW how to put a boutiner on, i'll take my shoes off whenever possible, there'll be bowling and fancy dinner... the only thing that will be the same as last year will be my date, and that's the one thing that really doesn't need to change .
My parents don't understand why Jesse's not going to prom. They don't seem to understand that he'd need a junior or senior to invite him, since he's only a sophomore, and that he'll be able to go to prom next year anyways... with more of his friends. I think that's what happens when you have three kids... you sort of want to get all the big deals out of the way at once. It would be so much more convenient for them if they could just take pictures of us in our prom outfits all on the same day. Oh well.
You know what I don't like? Guys wearing pink in their tuxes. Pink bow tie, pink cumberbund.... yuck. It's just not right. Actually, I don't like the baby blue color on guys either. It's just gross. Maybe I'm just a crazy equal rights liberal-minded non-conforming anti-sentimentalist free-spirited pot-smoking hyphen-using rebellious youth who continues to widen the generation gap, but i see no reason for prom dates - or any other kind of dates- to dress to match. Except the pot-smoking thing. Hyphens kick ass, tho. But really, if you're at prom with someone as a date - and i mean a real date, not just there together as friends - you're going to spend the majority of your time with that person, right? Do you really need to go all twin-day at the event so that everyone knows that you two are an item, even though this fact is made obvious by the constant grinding of your "hoo-hoo" with his "ha-ha" excused by the fact that it's considered a form of dancing? Do you really think there are gonna be other girls there trying to hook up with your date, even though they have dates of their own? And really, if there is a boyfriend-stealing bitch out there, do you REALLY think a purple cumberbund is going to stop her? Guys, if you have a date for prom who wants you to dress to match her, that's cool. But if her color-scheme doesn't exactly make you feel masculine, grow a backbone. Really, you can say "no," provided you don't plan on being married while at prom. Weddings are a whole different monster.
Note to all boyfriend-stealing bitches: At this year's prom, I will be wearing a dress with purple on it, while my date plans on attending in some form of blue. I know this may make it hard for you to tell we're together, but fear not, for we will be, like many others, practically having sex with our clothes on throughout the night. If, however, by some chance you see a guy standing all by himself, by all means approach him. He's either a) dateless, or with a date he doens't care to much for, or b) waiting for his date to return from the bathroom, fresh with a new tampon in place. If guy (b) happens to be MY guy, you will know soon enough, as when i return from said bathroom journey, finding you trying to pick him up, my natural possessive instincts will kick in, and i will tackle him and do various things to not only get me banned from all future Westmont proms and downtown Campbell in general, but prove that we are, in fact, together. And after it's done, I assure you, we'll be dressed to match- or possibly undressed.
PS - yes, my period is starting soon. Mess with me, and i'll rip your brain out of your skull - through your vagina (this threat also applies to those of you who do not have a vagina. I'll find a way).