May 08, 2005 00:54
Was meant to be the best nite of the year last nite.
Turned out to be the worst of my life tbh. I hated every minute i was there.
I felt ugly, fat and unloved. Not that i was wanting attention. Oh no, cos i'm not that fucking pretentious people (u should all know that :P)
It was the fact that i was wearing a dress that tbh, is too big for me, despite the fact i made it when i was about 15. It was in lilac colour, which i liked at the time, but not really 'me' now. And it looked like it was meant to be worn as a bridesmids dress.
Felt fat cos i've just been eating too much recently.
And unloved because a certain someone couldn't be arsed to accompany me. Well, to give him the benefit of the doubt, he's done this all before, but still. Everywhere i looked there were couples. Go fucking figure how that left me feeling. Fucking rejected.
It finished at 3 this morning, but i couldn't sleep, so just went to sit outside & watched the staff clearing up outside and the sun rising - was a great 'after-math' picture. like a bomb had gone off and everyones ghost was lingering. random bits of paper and stuff floating around. Disgusting really, but etherial in another way.
Very dejected.