It started off with me, trying to decide if I should go to school or just continue my beauty rest for the whole day. Eventually, I decided to go to school instead. Ugh. Story of my freaking life.
Instead of focusing on prom which is going to be held tomorrow… We only had class discussions, clearance discussions and many more. All academic shit related. Oh lawd. Instead of letting our day be stress-free, since the next day is prom, they simply added up to our stress — well, some.
Since I felt so artsy all day: I just drew and doodled during the free time and while our teachers discuss in front. I tried to keep myself busy or just look busy, lol… Ugh.
One thing I regret the most in my entire life is drawing or doodling masterpieces in note books or tissue, rather than drawing in my sketchbook. Usually, all my drawings in my sketchbook are sucky and lame… While the drawings that I do on pieces of useless papers when I’m bored in class are more fabulous. Ugh. Every single day of my artsy life.
Dismissal time: My bandmate, Jojo, asked this pretty girl named Nina to be his prom date. ‘Twas so cute & while he was asking her, Allen, Kris and I were the background music. D’awww. It was really so freaking sweet and cute: he even had a script with him, since he was so nervous. D’awww. And she said yes. Weeheehoo.
The hiyaw dancers and I partied at Jannel’s crib for her birthday celebration. Woooooooooo. ‘Twas awkward at first, but eventually turned out to be freaking awesome. I love it. Karaoke: they had a bet that they would give 200QR to the person who gets the highest score. But there was a tie (three people): Kris, Gian and another guy — I forgot his name. Haha, I fail. But Sir Edrosalam ruled the karaoke, trollolololololol. As in, it was funny, but so damn awesome. It was absolutely funnn.
Instead of getting some beauty sleep at 4PM, I just partied till 7PM. Woo. And to think prom is tomorrow, hahaha. Meh, I don’t regret a thing.
The frog and I walked home, since Jannel’s house is just about two blocks away. Heehee. Everytime I walk home or anywhere with him, I feel really safe and secure. ‘Twas actually dark while we walked. I would’ve been afraid of walking through there, but I didn’t fear anything at all. He was with me eh. Heeheehee. I love him forever.
Then when I arrived home, I practiced my makeup for tomorrow and my hairstyle. My hairstyle is kinda Taylor-Swift-ish, something like that. I love it. I’ll just go for simple makeup: just some eyeliner, blush and lipstick will do… I suppose. Woo.
