all my adventures are barking serious

So, having second thoughts about prom. I don't really want to go. In fact, I really dont want to go. Its so much effort. Dress, beforehand, afterwards, a lot of time, all those people who are just... there. Meh.

I don't want to have to deal with it as a sort of good bye. Plus then, there is just be being anti-socail slash, not knowing where I want to fit in, or even if I want to fit in and Eddie. I mean, it will be fun with Eddie, but it means I have chosen where I will be, what group because, I can't bring Eddie and be with certain people who don't know him. *sigh*

I'm driving to prom. I'm not getting a limo and spending inordinate amounts of money. I made my dress. Its almost there. I just have to sew up the back... add in a zipper, hem everything, make it look nice. Buy shoes. Ew. So much to do, so much that I just don't want to do.

I also think it has something to do with the fact that I don't want this to be the end of the year. I don't want to graduate. But the thing is, I do. I'm so excited to LEAVE. I want to get out of here, go down to DC and start again. To do it right... not that I did it wrong here, but sometimes... sometimes I feel as if I did.

I've got some friends,
some that I hardly know
But we've had some times,
I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks
of the places that we will go