I have already managed to ruin my own prom night. I am such an idiot. Why is this such a worry? Why am I worrying about it? It's supposed to be fun for god's sake!

So here's what I did:

I was dreading the whole thing in the first place because to be honest, getting dressed up and dancing around isn't really me. Or... I don't know. I guess I would kind of like it to be me but it just.. I don't look like I should look. Okay. So I thought that I would go, stand it for a few hours and then go home. I am ignorant to all things prom night since John never even went or was that involved in anything social. I couldn't have prepared myself for it.
There is after prom stuff. Who knew? So I had to figure that out around my mum since the girl throwing The after prom party is popular and my mum doesn't know her. To start off with, I didn't think this was something I would have to even worry about but then there was this weird situation where I got cornered in the loos and I thought they were going to kill me but instead they gave me an invite to this party. It took me a while to ask my mum. Okay. I never actually asked her, she found the invitation (which I think I have now lost.). ANYWAY so I asked her and she just said no because she didn't know the people and drunkennes etc but I still really wanted to go so I figured that I would wait and talk to her nearer the time.
In the time, because I am an idiot I agreed to go to my other friends house (which I don't want to do. I'm a horrible person.) so now she thinks I'm going ovet there when I'm not because last night I talked to my mum and she said that I can do what I want after prom. But NOW doing that isn't even easy because I lost my place in the taxi because I didn't think that I was allowed to do what I wanted.

And then there's the whole of issue as to what the hell we are doing after Megan's party. It probably won't get started 'till about midnight so god knows when it'll end and then when it does end Jasmine wants to go to the beach. The town we're going to already makes me think that this is a very bad idea but then there's the whole drunkeness thing. I would like the think that I'm not a complete killjoy but getting pissed then going to the beach? Seriously NOT a good idea.

So yeah. And this is the kind of thing that I worry about. THERE YOU HAVE IT. I'm even more stupid than the stupid I already portrayed myself the be.

I am actually obsessing over this.

ARGHIHATEMYLIFE/MYSELF

Also, my mum seems to have cheered her up. Who cheered her up? HER FRIEND. Not me. She could only yell at me and make me feel bad and shoot down everything single suggestion that I have. Not that I am going to geel insecure about it. Because that would be stupid and I'm not going to let her stupid friend get what he wants. ARGH

Track: Basket Case - Green Day

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