PROM BLOWS!

It was pretty funny, because everyone else is looking all extravagant, and I just look like I do every other day. The picture above is of me and Sam (who looked beautiful, and who kept me company the whole time; I love her). My dress was low cut, and I probably flashed the whole country club a few times, but whatever. I got quite a few good laughs from watching people grind on each other. That must be some kind of dance for the intellecutally declined. Hahaha

I wish I could stop worrying about everything. I wish I could stop making my body sick by worrying so much. I wish I could clear my mind of the anger I have for countless things. I wish I could be happy for two days in a row. I wish there was more to life than that of my seventeen year old restrictions. Right now, it feels like my life has been hit by a truck full of hot garbage juice.