So I went to homecoming last night. Sometimes I wonder why I bother with these things. Someone else was wearing my dress, and all of the other dresses were skanky. If I had the body for it I would look skanky too. Anyway, I smoked before I went, and I had to go through the hassle of dealing with certain individuals. Now this guys is calling me and leaving messages on my phone saying why did I tell everyone he smoked my weed? I didn't say that, freak. Jesus. Then after homecoming I went to Angelica's and drank. I really wanted to do that, even though I tossed and turned all night and was nautious when I went to work. Slow dancing makes me really unnomfortable. So much so that I don't want to go to prom. I really hate fast dancing too, because my body doesn't move that way.