I have already picked out what I am going to wear tomorrow; I hope it's not too cold. I have my normal black pants and a top that I got from the summer. It's a red tank top with a handkerchief cut with beads at the bottom. I got it at Macy's in Maine during my vacation. I love it, because it goes up slightly on the sides and back. It's so adorably cute. I'm sure that my parents will hate it for the same reason. My mom bought it for me, actually, but I know for a fact that she will detest the fact that I am going to wear it during the winter. I have a black shrug to go over it, but they are still going to bitch at me. I know that they're going to say, "Honestly, don't even tell me that you're THINKING of going out like that. It's freezing!" I have to think of a good reason as to why I will be wearing this. I know that I'll get all sweaty from dancing if I have on a long sleeve shirt, but my parents won't care. They probably think that I'm going to have some boy molesting me or something. They don't understand fully that I go to these things for myself, and not to pick up the sleezy guys that go there. Even if I try to explain that to them, they wouldn't beleive me very much, I don't think. I just know that it's going to be very hard to get out of here with that on, and only that.
Mindy, as I expected, pulled out of our plans. I love her dearly, but I know I can never depend on her for anything as far as plans are involved. I asked her why she wasn't going, and she said because Michelle and Lizzy weren't going. First of all, that makes me feel kind of inferior as a friend. I said that I would be happy to meet up with her and we could go together, seeing that Jackie was going to show up late. Okay, well she didn't like that idea. She said she just didn't feel like it, plus she had nothing to wear. Okay, as if anyone cares what other people wear there anyway. She said to me, "I don't have anything to wear, and everyone's going to be wearing those sparkly tank tops and stuff, and I just don't want to be there to rave." Well, whatever. Now I see why Jackie gets mad that she always pulls out on plans, simply because she always does. I wanted her to come too, 'cos she's a lot of fun, but I guess not. Instead it'll just be Jackie, Kris, and me. Well, we can still have fun. I just hope I don't have to deal with a lot of the bitches from school. Most of them don't like me very much, so they'll stay away from me. Unless their high on E, in that case they'll be flitting all around talking nonsense. I hope that they play some really cool music. Not just all of that wordless techno crap. The music's being spun by DJ Xtreme. Okay, what type of gay name is that? I don't really care to know. The posters were all up around school, and everyone even said what a stupid name it was. But, don't judge anyone by their name. They might just bang out some slammin' tunes. I swear though, if they dear play Zombie Nation one time, I'll walk right out.
I am expecting so much fun tomorrow night, but maybe I shouldn't set my sights so high, or I'll end up being disappointed. I guess I should get off my cloud and focus on the more important things in life. Such as school, and it's work, as well as Cookies and Dough. Which reminds me, I must make up a little schedule to give to Erin tomorrow. That is, if I even see her. I'll make it a point to. I think Kerri is really pissed off that I'm not going tomorrow night to the meeting. Well, I don't feel like going, and I hope that she can fend for herself, just this one time. I know Erin has been acting like an asshole, but geez, just forget about it for a while. I can never hold a grudge for too long.
I didn't do too much in school again, but I felt all crappy and sick because the rooms go from being too hot to too cold, and it messes me all up. I am only slightly sick still, and I hope that it stays that way. I have to take off my chipping gold nail polish; it's looking all crappy and bad. I talked to Jessie tonight for such a long time, and it was really nice. I haven't talked to her for a while, and for once I finally opened up and found some things to talk to her about. I forgot how grown up for her age she is, and how much she actually understands about things I do. We think along the same lines as well. It was just nice to connect once again, as we used to do so many years ago when we first met as little elementary schoolers. Oh, I love my Jessie. We talked all about our loves and stuff, and how I think Antonio is gay, and how we never tell people that we love them until it's too late 'cos we're not sure, and how hot boys are jerks, and all of that stuff. Needless to say, it was nice. But now, we must move on, for we have things to do, and we've got to get on with our lives!