it's a pretty white dress though, which mom made me model for her the moment i got home, even forcing me to raid her shoe closet. she then commented how she wants her two girls to be all dolled up for the party on friday. funny. i think i can doll myself up all i want but the clumsy-chuck-wearing-jean-loving girl will be still be present and thus will (and i mean WILL) trip because me and heels don't go along well together. but somehow, i do think i'm capable of looking all girly, i just don't really bother half the time.

though i probably won't wear the dress anytime soon (once the party is over), at least i'll have something to wear when a guy asks me out on a date to some pretty fansy pansy restaurant where we can sit across from each other and whisper sweet nothings. 'sweet nothings' is a funny term. to me it equals silence. so therefore, we'll simply be staring at each other in awkward silence and wonder why the hell we agreed to even go on a date.

the concept of dating amuses me and now i adore scooter from beauty and the geek because it amuses him too. he mentioned something about not understand the concept of dating. like how when someone's in a relationship, they'd say they're dating someone, and yet there are these dates that people go on...he just doesn't understand how that works [i probably didn't phrase this right, but whatever]. right there and then, i wanted him to jump out of the tee-vee screen and kiss me.

i think i'm more drawn to geeks or the odd than buff jocks, perhaps that's the reason why the quiet guy at the back of the class slouched over a book always gets me.

that's just great. that's my new favorite phrase. it's just fun to say.
great. grrreeaatt. the roll of the r's make me hungry.