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The Good :: Asked to Prom!
March 10, 2004
I opened the door to first period, put my stuff down, and Graves handed me a piece of paper. I thought I was in trouble or something, but it turned out to be magazine lettering cut outs. Apparently she was still staring at me with a smile and I stupidly said, “oh, do you want me to pass this around?” because I thought it was some random thing she found and wanted the class to see -_- Graves chuckled a little and said, “no, its for you.” I glanced at the paper again and looked at her. She just smiled and walked back to her desk. So I sat down and read the message: “I long to ask you to share an important day with me.” probably two or three times. Then I was so confused. For a split second, I thought Graves wanted to spend time with me?! So I glanced at Graves, and she was still staring at me, and said, “oh that’s not from me. Hehe” Cathy looked at it, “awww”ed, and said someone is going to ask me to prom. That was very unlikely so I just “ignored” it for the rest of the period.
During photo, Pearson handed me a bag of Hershey hugs, except it was already opened. He wouldn’t tell me who it was from, so my group of friends just started eating them. Couple seconds later, we realized there were little notes attached to some of the Hershey kisses. So we frantically looked through all the wrappers and pieced the message together. It said, “Will you go to junior prom with me?”
Walked out of the Bwing and saw a lot of groups, who normally aren’t there, talking and glancing at me. I thought I did something wrong, but whatever. After my trip to the bathroom, I noticed a small red box on my desk. I opened it…
Frances, Amanda, Witton, Robert, Joanne, and I were talking about this mystery guy in English. Apparently almost everyone knows but me. LoL I felt so clueless.
Nothing happened in fourth period, but lunch was interesting. My brother called and asked if I wanted tapioca =) he’s so sweet, getting me stuff all the time. <3 Xine, Jazz, and Mercy made me sit at our table for hecka days. Jeff and his friends were walking around and smiling like crazy. Awhile later, Baran told me to come with him because he needed to show me something? lol I forgot what he said, but a bunch of my friends and I followed him newayz. So they led me to the open b-wing area (the pavement in front of Mr. Epler’s and Mrs. Allen’s classrooms) told me to close my eyes and don’t move. I stood there all worried because I didn’t exactly know what was going on besides the fact that someone will probably ask me to prom. They told me to open my eyes and turn around the corner. So I did and Boyd was standing there with TWO dozens of pink flowers! So he read me this sweet poem and asked me =DD When we were all walking back to our lunch area and saw more people “talking” in groups in random places like by the poles and bushes. -___- hehe
Thanks Boyd. It really means a lot to have someone care enough to spend endless nights just planning everything so it would be something a girl would never forget =) You’re the best!
Prom. Prom. Prom. That’s basically the highlight of most convos these days.
YaY~ Jazz, Xine, and I have dates now =D
The Bad :: Deciding Groups and What to Do
For the past weeks, everyone’s been talking about who’s in who’s group and all that stuff. People have been complaining, nagging, and basically didn’t want to contribute their opinion. Lots of lists were made and changed by various people. Luckily, my group had everything almost “final”- it was just a matter of limos, dinner, and pictures.
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The Ugly :: It Obviously Doesn't Matter
This was what Jazz said and I think it’s worded very well and because I feel the exact same way:
Girls, I dont want to have prom screw up our friendships at all. Especially since it's supposed to be a night of fun. But seriously, I think the diplomacy today really really sucked. I might have seemed really irate ( because I was) and said a lot of stupid things out of anger, but don't say that I shouldn't be. Because I have a right to be.
Cuz friends don't just leave each other behind in the dust. They'd try to help out and fix the problem. I was disappointed. Especially when everyone turned away and just started talking happily about their own plans, while we sat there feeling abandoned and hurt because our friends obviously didn't care enough about us to say anything at all. No apology. No NOTHING.
Perhaps I'm making this a big deal. I know it's not one. But I'd just like you to know how I feel. And if you guys were in our shoes, you would totally understand.
I'm sorry, Jeff. I totally understand how you feel now and how it was totally unfair to you. I'd never do it again.
As for everyone else, this is just how I'm feeling right now. But whatever. I don't want to see our friendships damaged over the stupidest stuff in the world. But if you guys don't care about it then...well, what can I do?
[edited]
This has nothing to do with the above, but...
can you really taste the difference between coke and pepsi? sprite and dnL?
The Good :: Asked to Prom!
March 10, 2004
I opened the door to first period, put my stuff down, and Graves handed me a piece of paper. I thought I was in trouble or something, but it turned out to be magazine lettering cut outs. Apparently she was still staring at me with a smile and I stupidly said, “oh, do you want me to pass this around?” because I thought it was some random thing she found and wanted the class to see -_- Graves chuckled a little and said, “no, its for you.” I glanced at the paper again and looked at her. She just smiled and walked back to her desk. So I sat down and read the message: “I long to ask you to share an important day with me.” probably two or three times. Then I was so confused. For a split second, I thought Graves wanted to spend time with me?! So I glanced at Graves, and she was still staring at me, and said, “oh that’s not from me. Hehe” Cathy looked at it, “awww”ed, and said someone is going to ask me to prom. That was very unlikely so I just “ignored” it for the rest of the period.
During photo, Pearson handed me a bag of Hershey hugs, except it was already opened. He wouldn’t tell me who it was from, so my group of friends just started eating them. Couple seconds later, we realized there were little notes attached to some of the Hershey kisses. So we frantically looked through all the wrappers and pieced the message together. It said, “Will you go to junior prom with me?”
Walked out of the Bwing and saw a lot of groups, who normally aren’t there, talking and glancing at me. I thought I did something wrong, but whatever. After my trip to the bathroom, I noticed a small red box on my desk. I opened it…
Frances, Amanda, Witton, Robert, Joanne, and I were talking about this mystery guy in English. Apparently almost everyone knows but me. LoL I felt so clueless.
Nothing happened in fourth period, but lunch was interesting. My brother called and asked if I wanted tapioca =) he’s so sweet, getting me stuff all the time. <3 Xine, Jazz, and Mercy made me sit at our table for hecka days. Jeff and his friends were walking around and smiling like crazy. Awhile later, Baran told me to come with him because he needed to show me something? lol I forgot what he said, but a bunch of my friends and I followed him newayz. So they led me to the open b-wing area (the pavement in front of Mr. Epler’s and Mrs. Allen’s classrooms) told me to close my eyes and don’t move. I stood there all worried because I didn’t exactly know what was going on besides the fact that someone will probably ask me to prom. They told me to open my eyes and turn around the corner. So I did and Boyd was standing there with TWO dozens of pink flowers! So he read me this sweet poem and asked me =DD When we were all walking back to our lunch area and saw more people “talking” in groups in random places like by the poles and bushes. -___- hehe
Thanks Boyd. It really means a lot to have someone care enough to spend endless nights just planning everything so it would be something a girl would never forget =) You’re the best!
Prom. Prom. Prom. That’s basically the highlight of most convos these days.
YaY~ Jazz, Xine, and I have dates now =D
The Bad :: Deciding Groups and What to Do
For the past weeks, everyone’s been talking about who’s in who’s group and all that stuff. People have been complaining, nagging, and basically didn’t want to contribute their opinion. Lots of lists were made and changed by various people. Luckily, my group had everything almost “final”- it was just a matter of limos, dinner, and pictures.
O'>
The Ugly :: It Obviously Doesn't Matter
This was what Jazz said and I think it’s worded very well and because I feel the exact same way:
Girls, I dont want to have prom screw up our friendships at all. Especially since it's supposed to be a night of fun. But seriously, I think the diplomacy today really really sucked. I might have seemed really irate ( because I was) and said a lot of stupid things out of anger, but don't say that I shouldn't be. Because I have a right to be.
Cuz friends don't just leave each other behind in the dust. They'd try to help out and fix the problem. I was disappointed. Especially when everyone turned away and just started talking happily about their own plans, while we sat there feeling abandoned and hurt because our friends obviously didn't care enough about us to say anything at all. No apology. No NOTHING.
Perhaps I'm making this a big deal. I know it's not one. But I'd just like you to know how I feel. And if you guys were in our shoes, you would totally understand.
I'm sorry, Jeff. I totally understand how you feel now and how it was totally unfair to you. I'd never do it again.
As for everyone else, this is just how I'm feeling right now. But whatever. I don't want to see our friendships damaged over the stupidest stuff in the world. But if you guys don't care about it then...well, what can I do?
[edited]
This has nothing to do with the above, but...
can you really taste the difference between coke and pepsi? sprite and dnL?