sometimes I really wish it were me in that wreck instead of you. Things would be so different. I wouldn’t hurt so bad.
I didn’t go. And I don’t regret it at all. (:
I think prom is made up to be a really big deal. I’m happy for those who went and had fun, but I chose to spend all day with my boyfriend instead. We ran around the DVD rental store, found a horror movie and made fun of each other. We ended up at the drive-in, goofing off, being nerds and not watching the movies at all. And then we cruised around town, just because. I was out until 2 in the morning, and I had so much fun.
So in 30 or 40 years when my kids ask me about my senior prom, I won’t feel bad when I told them that I chose not to go, because a dance doesn’t define your senior year. And I will encourage my kids to make their own decision about prom, and not feel pressured into or out of it by anyone.
I’m so glad that my boyfriend is such a sweetheart. (: (:
So stressed, I don’t know what to do with myself.
I’m not going to end up studying for the calculus AP exam. I can feel it in my bones.
My future university has a quidditch team.
Fuck yeah. I mean, what’s the point of going to a school without a quidditch team?