Last night was ridiculous. And surreal. And what the hell. A bunch of alpies and smart kids. Crazy shit. Anywho, Andy and I kick WAY too much ass at beirut, and I think we can take Jesus on if he wanted to play. Had to be like, 20 games in a row we won. We owned that shit. That's all.

Prom was last Friday. It was quite good, everything that I could have hoped it to be. Mike looked absolutely amazing, and everything was so perfect with him, really. Honestly, I couldn't have asked for a better time. Lots of dancing and good food = yay. Joey kept calling me Krispin. I think that's the funniest name ever. Everybody looked really great that I know, and overall I think that everyone had a really good time. Post Prom went really well also. I mean, it was my third time going, but I still had a good time because it was my Post Prom, not somebody else's. Regardless, I still think that the others were better in the past, but that's alright, I'm still happy about it.

As for Prom weekend, it got all fucked up due to stupid drama. It's amazing how EVERY fight between two girls that are friends is over a guy. ALWAYS the case. But I mean, whatever makes you happy, right? I just don't want to hear about it anymore. Back to the story, I was supposed to go to Six Flags but it just didn't work out. I really had no money for it, and I went to bed around 8AM in the morning anyway. I wasn't in the mood to have to deal with certain people, either.

On a positive note, Mike and I had the gnome heist of the century, with three stolen in one night. Oh baby. Afterwards we went to the diner with my Lil Sis and Scott. I like chicken soup and chocolate milk. Everybody should.

Regardless of our Prom weekend plans not working out or being anything to begin with for that matter, I still had a good time. Partied quite a bit, the rest was spent with Mike, and as always, that is amazing. The neighbors were over on Sunday and everybody was WASTED and drinking martinis. My father picked up a flamingo-shaped yard glass and told me he could make a bong out of it and giggled for about 10 minutes. One of the greatest moments ever.

As for school, same stuff. More or less doing NOTHING in all of my classes except for waste time and sweat and feel gross. And Stats final. Piece of garbage. I did fine on it, though. So far, at least.

Everything is coming to a close and it's all so surreal. I have anticipation issues. Most people get excited for things in advance and can count down and all of that.. I really just can't. I don't get excited until the day of for pretty much everything. That is, except for graduating. The count down is now at 13 days and I'm going insane. I really cannot wait to get out of high school and start everything over again.

I suppose there will be some people I'll miss, and maybe I'm just saying that now. Honestly though, I think I can count on one, maybe two hands how many people I am going to truly miss. Says a lot for the people I know. But that's really just in the senior class anyway. I don't think I'll be one to miss, either. But who knows, we'll see.

Enough of that. Luncheon with the bank tomorrow, and senior picnic on Friday. Hell yes. I'm so ready to leave. Soooo ready.

I'm going to go now though, just felt like updating this thing. I'm off to either Deena's or to see Fallon or play tennis. Randomness. We'll see.

Float on!