Prom 2008

You know when you think about prom you immediately get a combination of images from a movie or show with a big dance. You get the typical idea of prom; hair, nails, puffy dresses, hotel rooms, spiked punch, queen, king, crying over not getting queen, drama, and if you’re thinking of the movie Carrie, you have the image of a girl coated in pig’s blood. Prom hopefully won’t be like that, I mean a big night that’s so fake and awful you regret spending so much. And when you think of prom court or prom queen and king, you think of the jock winning king, and his girlfriend the head cheerleader winning queen. You think about how everyone says it’s a popularity contest and blah blah. I think of that and then I wonder about my nomination. I mean don’t get me wrong i appreciate it, thanks, but it makes me wonder if I’m one of “those people”. And God I hope not; at least not in the negative sense.

I just hope it’s fun and I don’t end up regretting my decision to go, I didn’t think I would when I was younger. Now here I am, $500 dress, $20 shoes, $200 something for the limo, $80 tickets, some amount for a boutonniere and jewelry, and some amount for a hairdo. I’m just hoping it’ll end up like one of those visa commercials where it’s all the prices for things and then it’s like “finding out it’s all worth while? Priceless.” Who knows though, all i can say is i hope it doesn’t suck. (Partly because Kenny, Maddie, and Chelsea will say how they told me so. )

I read a bunch of horror stories on line from prom websites and a few were pretty funny but the rest were either ridiculously stupid or ridiculously fake. One girl walked her friend to the bathroom and on the way her friend turned her head towards her, and vomited down her dress. Another was a girl who went in a long sleeve green dress with “the boy of her dreams” and brought a bucket of KFC that he told her to bring. In the end it was a joke, he took the chicken, and she went home crying. There were others with combinations of dresses falling down when they had no bra on, dresses tearing off, people getting sick, and people peeing themselves. They could all be made up but some are funny, I just hope nothing happens to sabotage it or ruin it for any of us, (again, Carrie).

And dresses…. I’d have to say that they’re kinda fun to wear because you get to pick up the sides when you walk (at least mine you can). It’s like playing dress- up, but at the same time, it’s great to just put back on your regular clothes in which you feel comfortable like jeans and a tshirt with sneakers. i never used to wear dresses when I was younger except when i had to for first communion or something. This one I have is pretty cool though, it’s almost the exact picture of what I had in my head when I thought of what i wanted to get. When I had it fitted, a little foreign woman did it, and she was about half my size without heels on, and talked fast to me. I had to pairs of shoes to wear, flats and heels, and when I showed her the flats she shook her head and was like ‘Nonononono. Have to have nice shoes.” Then she and my mother continued to pick on my posture. When I made suggestions about the fittings of where to tighten and such she just waved me off so I let her work her magic. I hope everything goes well with it and it doesn’t just fall off. Haha.

Hm what else is there… prom committee and decorations. That was interesting, fun I suppose but there were a few arguments about decisions we made that we more or less solved. I hope the  trees for preview turn out alright, and I hope our efforts aren’t wasted. I feel bad because with softball I have no time to help out after school now, and I feel like I’m not doing anything when I stay after for 20 minutes.

The crazy thing is, it’s only about a week away.

There’s really nothing else i can say other than I hope it’s fun, and I hope everyone has a good time. :)

 

Brody

About three or four weeks ago my sister asked my mother if we could get another dog, a puppy rather. At the thought of a puppy I got excited because puppies are just adorable and when she said it was a doberman I thought about something a little more like this…

When we got him he was not this small, nor this cute. Granted he is pretty cute but I think he’d be a cooler dog if he was more ferocious looking with clipped ears and tail. He looks a little dopey with his floppy ears because they flip sometimes and his tail is just plain painful when he gets excited. So this is what we have…

Not only is he not ferocious looking or more adorable, but he’s extremely obnoxious. This morning I woke up an hour early to him barking. At what you ask? Absolutely nothing. He was barking for the sake of barking. Would you like to know why? Because he is obnoxious. He barks when anyone gets home regardless of them being strangers or not, barks when Tyler dances, and barks when you’re just standing outside with him; apparently he doesn’t recognize you five feet away or something. And when he’s not barking he’s eating something. If it’s not garbage it’s the sandwich you just made that’s sitting on the counter or the raw broccoli you were about to cook for dinner. I had a potato wrapped in foil once and was preheating the oven to make a baked potato and walked out of the room for not two minutes. What kind of dog eats raw potatoes? Covered in foil? Mine. He eats everything and anything available to him or not available to him. We do feed him dog food though so don’t think that we starve him or anything. He’s taken to growling at me when I yell at him for doing things too so that can’t be good can it? He bit me once over a piece of bread he stole when I was making a sandwich. I took his jaws and opened them and then when he’d opened them he just bit down again hard enough to leave a mark and pinch somewhat but not to break skin. He jumps on the furniture and drinks water like he hasn’t seen the bowl in atleast three years; he’s so loud and sloppy it dribbles all over the floor its pretty gross. My cat willow is now forced to live within my room and comes up only for food just to get chased back down again. He’s alright but I’m pretty close to hating him. I’d give him to you but my sister likes him because he actually listens to her.

Anyways, that’s my new pet.