I'm So Going to Regret This...

Sunday Fun Day

So. The dance. Didn't really go as planned, but that also sums up about 90-95% of my life. Maybe even more. Anyways, the beginning of the dance was horrible for me. I was an emotional wreck because of all my anxiety and paranoia. My hair was a mess, and the only makeup I had on was eyeliner that was smudged. All the other girls walking in looked...Well, absolutely gorgeous. And I just looked like me. I was overwhelmed by everyone that I had a breakdown just as soon as my dad arrived to take pictures. Believe me, it's totally a cringe-worthy moment. I tried to calm down, I did, but just as soon as the tears stopped, they would come again. My dad and I talked by his truck, and I eventually went inside as he went back home. Even though at the time I was pretty upset, I'm happy that I stayed. I ended up crying even more inside, but some of my friends and my favorite teacher of this school year helped out. I just hope that my crush didn't see me crying...I calmed down after a bit and had to go to the bathroom to wash my face. I also found out that to other people, it seemed as though I was wearing full-out makeup even though all I had on was eyeliner...All I can say about that is: thank goodness I have long and thick eyelashes.

Music was playing the entire time, and we got to go on the dance floor after we ate. I LOVED the dancing part! Albeit, it was hard to dance like I usually do in a poofy dress and long cardigan. I still had a lot of fun. There were some slow-ish songs played, and I danced with some of my female friends during those as a joke. I really wanted to go up to my crush and ask them for a dance, but let's face it, I looked like a wreck and they would never want to dance with me in a million years. That doesn't mean that I can't daydream though...

Sorry this was incredibly boring!!! I just felt like writing all this down and now I'm regretting it. I made SO any grammar mistakes in this entry, but I'm too distracted to care right now. My writing is so sloppy on this one! I'm sorry to whomever it is that reads this stupid blog.

Anyways, I'll be going to curl up in my bean bag chair and read. And hope I don't make a complete fool of myself tomorrow (which may or may not be my crush's birthday...)