WHY PROM, WHY?

So, I may or may not have changed my mind about prom again.

First of all, I'd like to thank  my mom for playing Devil's Advocate during prom season.

Though hearing "He's probably not going to ask you," is really hard, it definitely helps me stay focused on other things. Prom is not that important. It's just a dance.

Over the past couple of days, I've become that prom-obsessed teenage girl, which I really don't need. I have never been that girl who obsesses over the next dance.

I have a lot of stuff running through my mind right now, so I'm just going to ramble on for a bit.

Fair warning: this could either be very boring or very interesting. Or both. You don't have to read this if you don't want to. Enjoy.

I'm listening to Demi Lovato right now. I like some of her stuff. Mostly the older stuff. It's pretty good, and it is a lot better than trying to do this without music. I guess it's also Thursday...

"And I start to go insane every time that you look at me."

Thanks for that insight, Demi.

Anyway, Thursday.
I can't really think of anything except for the fact that there's a new Doctor Who on Saturday. I AM SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!! hgahkjsdhflagkjafglskdhfkjdhghjdshg;hdgkjaghljkdgl;rkgh;kdjsgkjdgkrahgkfdghkjdgjralghakd

Sorry about that.

Oh, my lord, I am so done with him. Do you know that feeling? Where you are just so annoyed, and you're ready to either kiss them or kill them. Your choice, friends. At the moment, I'm leaning toward kill. I'm that annoyed, but he's so sweet.

My mom said that if he was leading me on, she was going to be pissed. I love my mom. She's the greatest person in the world. Like, really. Who doesn't love their mom?

Anyway, he's just being a Grade-A jerk. But to me that's a term of endearment.
Damn Supernatural. WHY DOES THIS EVEN HAPPEN?

I want to spew profanities on the interwebs right now.
But I'm not going to. I want to be respectable.
You can bet that they're running through my head right now. Any time that you see me do a keyboard smash.... well, you'll know. ,mxzcnm,xvvb

WHAT IS MY KA;DSHF;AHJKAL LIFE?

DAMN IT ALL!

sorry.


I'm just super-duper on edge tonight because my dogs were barking at something in my driveway that just turned out to be my neighbors riding their bikes across the street, NOT a beautiful, beautiful boy with an equally as beautiful car. unf. His car. I can't even. I just found out about it last Friday, and I about died in my own tiny car. My tiny car that I love because it gets me places. It's also technically my mom's car, and she was driving when I saw his car. Dear lord, it's a beautiful car.

Am I in love with the car and not the boy?
No. I liked him before I knew about his car. The car is just a bonus.

Okay, I think I need to just finish this post and put my mind on something else.

Yeah. Good idea.