It seems like it's been months. But I finally have a sort of boy story to post. To be honest it's not really much. But, I have plans for prom night. :3
No, I'm not going to prom. Unlike most of my friends, who decided to waste money on a $65 ticket and a dress they'll wear once or twice, I'm going to watch a movie with a friend that night. I'm pretty pumped. I thought I would be alone, watching Twilight and eating ice cream out of the gallon with the ice cream scoop, wishing I had a dreamy, alluring guy or at least 27 cats. But alas, that won't be happening. I jokingly mentioned it, and he took it seriously. Yesss.
"I really can’t picture anyone having a crush on me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me before they fall asleep, or telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I said hi to them, or even just smiled at them. I can’t picture someone smiling at the computer screen or their phones when we’re talking."
I keep thinking about last year, when I asked a different friend to the Sadie Hawkins dance. He said yes, and for a month I had that song by Relient K on repeat. But then he couldn't go because of work. I hope this plan doesn't fall through, although I feel like I should just expect disappointment.
So, that was my day.