when i saw this i thought of you, and against my will i found myself smiling.

the wounds seem to be healing a lot easier now, i can honestly say that i feel happy for you and the pangs are lessening each time we talk.

anyway, it's prom tomorrow. somehow i find it really really strange we call it prom, because i've been so used to the American idea of prom (i have watched many many many teen flicks, you can quiz me) where the people actually go with their dates and dance and things like that. people try to make a big thing of it here, but it just really doesn't catch on. i also have no idea how to do make up and i don't think i'm ever really going to learn. which is why i cannot work an office job next time. i am personally not really looking forward to prom or any afterprom activities. i have not really felt any attachment to njc and the people ... and somehow ... well, i don't know. que sera sera. maybe i'll end up having fun and it'll be an eventful night. who knows.

i feel more ready to begin writing and pursuing art again, now that i seem to have managed to be slightly enlightened from this depressed period. jeremy's already written up the tune for my song and i listened to him play it on his electric over the phone - it really did sound quite nice, though i wish he would have agreed to sing so that i could put the lyrics to the music. that was quite exciting.

+ posted by M @ 9:19 PM