So last night was prom.
Let's just say it was a hot mess.
Kenzie was sick all night, the boy I'm a little interested in, Stephen, had his ex hanging on him all night, and I never got to dance with him, Alan was being weird, Michael and his girlfriend were super weird, and it was all bleh.
I mean, it could have gone worse, I suppose.
And there were a few shining moments in which I was elated, but they were few and far between.
I guess I really don't have much else to say about that.
Fruitless fantasy turned into shambled sham.
I wasn't expecting Prom to be the best night of my life, by far, but I was hopnig for a little better than this.
I mean, the boat we were on was nice, so there's that.
I just feel emotionally drained sooo...
Yeah.
Bye.
Love,
Grace
