I'm just gonna let you.. I'm just gonna let you...down.

Today was like the longest day ever. EVER. Don't know why, either, which I guess makes it worst. Turner yelled at us today, and she even threatened to take away our break. How cruel is that? In Catollico, we did that thinking stuff, but when he asked for our opinions it was the longest silence in the history of all long silences. Fourth period was review, which was pretty helpful. Then in Spanish, friggin I just sat there and read The Grapes of Wrath. Finally in English, all we could talk about was prom.

Prom is eating everyone alive. I hate to not go. That would suck; to look back at high school and think that I didn't go to my junior prom. I'd hate not to have pictures of what I will consider "my skinny days." But its a whole bunch of bullshit about nothing. About your hair? Your dress? How much you will weigh? Its so superficial. Yet, I will buy into it, because I feel that this is somehow important. Or at least at the time it is. I can't wait for summer. All this will be over.

I'm so friggin glad tomorrow is Friday. I'm going out on Saturday in search of the perfect prom dress. AHHH. I hope I find one. My mom is gonna give me her credit card, so you know what i'm gonna do (hint: can you say bling?). Also to buy: shoes and whatever extras. Funniest thing you can wear with your prom dress: shoulder pads. HaHaHaHaHaH. Funny. I'm loving Motion City Soundtrack and My Chemical Romance and Vivian Green right now. Really.

Well, tomorrow:
--Test in Calculus- must study tonight
--Another Grapes of Wrath discussion in English- must read
--Chem...stuff? I have to take notes.
Not much. Just...I'm lazy. I want to watch my Thursday night TV shows. Eh, whatever. I'm so tired right now.