so alst night Bryson took me to his prom. I showed up at his place around 5:30 after the biggest rush ever to get ready. My hair appointment went a bit late and then I had to go buy myself some bling so I had about an hour to get ready. Anyways, I got there on time and his mom took some pictures, then we got outta there and we ahd about an hour to spare so first we went to McDonalds, where everyone starred at us adn an old man even secretly took our pictures from behind a garbage can, then we headed to Bryson's apartment to get some smokes and his roommates probley ahte me even more now for being all dressed up. punk kids really suck. His roomate Ben actually sounded mad about his being in a tux. Thenw e went over to the Woozley Farm and saw Rob, who wasn't in a very good mood, but he said we looked nice. Thenw e headed to the Holiday Inn for the prom. I met a couple of his friends, the only ones name I remmeber is Jessica, she was really cute and reminded me of a pixie. we just chilled for a bit and got pictures done then they had this huge dinner buffet thing. It was relaly nice, there was a salad bar and then tons of pasta and meatballs. So yummy. Bryson had 2 plates, it was cute. After the dinner was the grad video, which we missed half of for a smoke break (which only came every 2 hours so most of our time there was spent counting down to the next one.) Then they had the dance, which was this sweet video dance with crazy lights and shit. Bryson asked me to dance twice, to that Kc an Jojo song, All my Life then that old Savage Garden song, Truly Madly Deeply, which were definetly the best ones to dance to. It erminded me of elementry/jr high. cute. towards the end of the dance, Bryson's friends who were staying at his house snuck in, they had bopguht outfits for $4 at Value Village earlier and crashed 2 proms that night. We were relaly impressed they got in. Soon after the midnight dessert we left and went to some destination that was never relaly reached called the pit. We went to walk upa dn it was all just a big muddy river so Bryson and I hung out with everyone on the side of Waverly road until they all got there nad carried their tents back up to the pit. We drove his car around toa side street and got in abck and slept there. I couldn't sleep thpough, I ahd too muich on my mind I wanted to say to him but just coulndt get the words out for awhile now. He woke up about an hour later to me crying and I had to tell him. We talked but nothing really got resolved, I still feel the same way. Its all a mixture of me being insecure, feeing alone, wanting to see him more than once a week, him leaving, and not feeling like he connects with me they way he does with his friends. He told me he's shy around me and sometimes doesn't know what to say, and that He;s only leaving for a bit and he'll be abck, cause he passed up moving to toronto this summer to be with me, and that he'd try his best to see me as much as he can.. ahh I wish I wasn't so insecure.
If I could sum up how I feel on a daily basis when he's not around, Id say I feel cpomletly alone.
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