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This could work. That could work. And that won't.

Yeah, the scene project? Semi-fail.

On the bright side, I have kind of developed a new style in the last couple weeks. I wear NOT what other people tell me to--what I WANT TO. Okay, so that sounds a little extreme. People don't pick out my clothes. I've just always blended in with everyone. I wear what everyone else wears. But I've started to pick up some stuff that I LIKE and I want to wear--even if it is a little goofy, haha.

Good News: I'm going to college! I applied and got into a PSU branch campus. Now all I have to worry about is passing high school. I just have to keep working.

Biggest social focus as of late: Prom. I'm actually going, yes, and I have a date. I just don't have a dress right now, and everyone who knows anything about prom is not letting me forget it. May ninth...or is it the sixteenth? Either way, save the date.

I'm back to playing softball for my high school. I had to quit last year because my grades were too...tumultuous to keep a steady eligibility. Now, I basically sit the bench. I get a tiny little role in the games sometimes, but I sit. A lot. Today I sat...until they put me in for the last inning (not to mention we were losing 12-1) and I got a single. Just a little blooper into the outfield. It was enough for me.

Well, I'd better head to bed. I am on spring break for high school, but I have a college class tomorrow morning.
And I kind of smell. Shower time! =)

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Snookums said…
Awww! Congratulations on the university thingamajigglypuff!

I found out in ... January. Early, I think, but you know, I was the whole early bird ... with the robin and the worm-getting. You know, that ol' bit.

Anyhoo, I didn't do prom. Considering I'm a "dress me up in diamonds and pearls, lots of tulle, I'll spin and twirl" kind of gal, this came as a big surprise to basically everyone I knew. I had the whole "But you already have a date" harassment from friends (because my boyfriend is here and was there to stay ... I don't really know how to past tense that very well), in which I replied, "But you already have hair to style! Why are you debating buying a ticket?"

But I do do the do (it makes sense, go with it) when it comes to dinner. My boyfriend (dearest and nearest) took me out to for an uberfancy overpriced snooty dinner for the first time ever. All my other dinners wore denim and rhinestones.

And, of course, who needs a dance floor to dance? Not me. I just need gravity. And now I say that, even that's not mandatory.

Anyway, this is your story, not mine. I hope you have a wonderful prom and general awesomeness on your post-secondary palooza and graduation galoozlewitz (I live by my own rules of what makes a word exist).

Love the blog.
=)

- Chels
May 5, 2009 at 5:08:00 PM EDT
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