Once again, the LJ gets neglected...
It's been QUITE a while since my last entry! Prom was insane, but I had mixed feelings about the night. Probably the main thing to talk about is the party afterwards in which I drank myself half-to-death, lit up a couple with the guys (and Candice), apparently hooked up with Liz's date (?), and basically ignored Jeff all night. So Liz and Jeff haven't been talking to me for a good three weeks now.
I'm not sure how I feel about Liz. I'm not really mad at her, (although I did beat the shit out of her the morning after prom because she wouldn't stop talking shit about me while I was trying to sleep), but lately, I've noticed she's not the same. Candice brought it up to me at the Dance-a-thon last weekend and I've been realizing it too. Marita mentioned it, and Dana agreed. So I guess it's not just me. Liz has changed. I don't think I care that she hates me if she's not even the same person anymore.
Jeff, on the other hand, has bothered me entirely this whole time. The week after prom was hell because I couldn't stop thinking about him and Page kept reminding me of how I screwed up. Jeff has had me blocked for a while, but when Dana told me he said something to her about him not talking to me in a while and it being the "best time of his life", I blocked him too and took him off my buddy list. I swore that he wasn't the nice guy I thought he was and it didn't bother me that the asshole would never talk to me again.
But last night, dear friends, was horrible. I went to EHS prom with Loaf, and I pretty much broke down crying the entire night. I was having so many flashbacks from AQ prom, so of course I started thinking about Jeff and I really couldn't enjoy myself. I spent well over and hour (maybe even 2?) out in the hallway bawling. The worst part is that it's going to be twice as bad when I finally get the pictures of Jeff and I back from my prom. I hope nobody attempts to talk to me for at least a week after that because I know I'll be edgey.
Basically, I'm miserable right now. The past three days have been absolutely horrible. Not to mention my family is incredibly dysfunctional and can't even hold a semi-normal birthday dinner for my Dad. Yes, my mother is a darling. Oh how we love her. I can't wait to turn out to be just like her when I'm older. NOT.
I'm not sure how I feel about Liz. I'm not really mad at her, (although I did beat the shit out of her the morning after prom because she wouldn't stop talking shit about me while I was trying to sleep), but lately, I've noticed she's not the same. Candice brought it up to me at the Dance-a-thon last weekend and I've been realizing it too. Marita mentioned it, and Dana agreed. So I guess it's not just me. Liz has changed. I don't think I care that she hates me if she's not even the same person anymore.
Jeff, on the other hand, has bothered me entirely this whole time. The week after prom was hell because I couldn't stop thinking about him and Page kept reminding me of how I screwed up. Jeff has had me blocked for a while, but when Dana told me he said something to her about him not talking to me in a while and it being the "best time of his life", I blocked him too and took him off my buddy list. I swore that he wasn't the nice guy I thought he was and it didn't bother me that the asshole would never talk to me again.
But last night, dear friends, was horrible. I went to EHS prom with Loaf, and I pretty much broke down crying the entire night. I was having so many flashbacks from AQ prom, so of course I started thinking about Jeff and I really couldn't enjoy myself. I spent well over and hour (maybe even 2?) out in the hallway bawling. The worst part is that it's going to be twice as bad when I finally get the pictures of Jeff and I back from my prom. I hope nobody attempts to talk to me for at least a week after that because I know I'll be edgey.
Basically, I'm miserable right now. The past three days have been absolutely horrible. Not to mention my family is incredibly dysfunctional and can't even hold a semi-normal birthday dinner for my Dad. Yes, my mother is a darling. Oh how we love her. I can't wait to turn out to be just like her when I'm older. NOT.