You know what I've learned?
Don't expect what you want to expect.
For instance, my homecoming date asked me officially Monday night. We were both very excited until today, he was suspended for rather stupid reasons. Henceforth, no homecoming. No Benjamin for two weeks, as well. No sitting the night away, making fun of the desperate girls on the dance floor whom strive for any guys' short attention. No skipping through the dancing throng and basically getting on everyone's nerves. No wearing the cute red dress so simliar to this:
Oh yes, very upsetting.
Though, one must face reality and realise that no, there is nothing you can do. The only way to semi-cheer up those blues is to have a non-homecoming party with Dani and a Monster to share. Not to mention the most-loved 'Aqua Teen Hunger Force' to keep us company.
Let's face it, life sucks.
But, you can take the initiative and make it a wee better. And it wouldn't hurt to admit that you're crying like a baby in the inside because NOTHING works out for you. EVER.
But friends like these help:
I love you guys.
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4 comments:
AHHHH! Life doesn't suck. It has it's set backs, but you have to make the best of it. You should still go. Go with your best friend and have a great time.It is more fun that way. The same thing happened to me. I went anyway and had a great time.
SIS
Well, I posted a comment, but it didn't come through. And was it one. Do go anyway, as M says. Sobrina mia, I did not get asked to go to our senior prom. I was not surprised--unpopular, skinny, uglee, nerdy--even my male counterpart in all those areas did not ask me. I did not want to go--a real downer to be left out. Instead, my parents bought me a beautiful pink eyelet formal, mom stuffed my bra (much as I hated that) and my Stepdad, of all people, said he would escort me. Talk about feeling really out of touch and place, but I went anyway--it was the dress and the thought of missing out that got me beyond my self-consciousness of the whole bizarre scene. Got there, was actually told I looked great in my dress; danced with my step-father once, socialized with my teachers and a few fellow students; went to the party afterwards alone; threw off my old identity and had a wonderful time. Haven't looked back since.
Take care Sobrina,
Tia Bia
gracias. yo amor mi famila muy mucho.
:D
I ended up not going and babysitting, earning $42 for five hours. Worth it? Sure. I ended up making the best macaroni and cheese in the world (I don't care if it was Kraft). Then wound up staying that night at Dani's. Whoot.
-love,
E
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