Monday, April 30, 2007

So, Prom.......

was...........




GREAT!!!!!!!


I mean, awesomely greatly and every positive noun out there great! I had a good time dancing and drinking punch, my friends and I were as weird as ever and we were so intoxicated with having fun by the end of the night that we ended up kissing each other! Yep, we lost inhibitions and everybody started giving each pecks, haha. I kissed my gay friend, and both my best friends.

Next day after that, as I am going over the night's events I realize "Unholy hell, I kissed my best friend!" It was very funny!

All in all, I had fun. We all laughed about our moments at the dance and let it go as just one of the many things that happen when you're a teenager :)

I fell into bed, literally, at 1 in the morning with my dress still on, hair still in place, and make-up not washed off. Needless to say, the next morning, my mirror broke.

I came out to say "morning" and my dad looked at me for a second as if deciding whether to say something or not, then confidently spoke. "Honey, you look beautiful." Meanwhile he was grinning in a way that told me he was keeping back from making fun of me for fear of woman rage or something.

Thank God my brother doesn't live home anymore. He would have made jokes about Chewbaccas and whatnot…..

Dumbbutt.


Anyways, everything pretty much uneventful. I spent the rest of the weekend between phone calls, myspace, 7-11 trips for food and yeah, laziness. I am now back at school, I have a horrid cold which started last week but fully hit me today. I shouldn't be at school as I can't even taste food because of how high my fever is but I have to hand in an outline at my English Honors class and my teacher is anal about deadlines so...... On top of that, that class is the last of the day so I can't even go home early.

Ugh, my throat hurts, my head is swimming, I feel cold and feverish, my stomach feels like it's been thru a roller coaster several times and I still have the rest of the day to go.

Joy @_@


Enough about my selfish problems, on to the good stuff:

I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year old again.

I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four-star restaurant.

I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.

I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer's day.

I want to find back the taste of strawberries as a child, they don't seem to be the same anymore.

I want to spin around and around like a whipping top, till I drop and heaven turns all around me, without anyone looking at me as if I have lost my marbles.

I want to play with my marbles again and remember all the complicated rules you had created as a kid for playing with coins, marbles .... (and the feeling when you won new ones)

I want to dance and jump naked again in my garden in the hot summer rain, completely unconscious of my body as such, just feeling great.

I want to eat chocolate and ice cream and hamburgers again, without any form of bad conscience.

I want to shout again when I am angry, cry when I am sad and laugh out loud, with my mouth full of food, not even thinking to restrain myself, because I don't care what others might think of me.

I want to return to a time when life was simple. When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.

All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.

I want to think the world is fair.

That everyone is honest and good.

I want to believe that anything is possible.

I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.

I want to live simple again.

I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones.

I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.

So....here's my checkbook and my car keys, my credit card bills and my 401K statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood.

And if you want to discuss this further, you'll have to catch me first, 'cause, "TAG! YOU'RE IT!!!!"



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Oh dear. That cannot be good.


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