So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire in the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
I really think you should click this blog title. It`s such a pretty dress that I`m coaxing my mother to buy for me. Not now, obviously. All the parties I`m invited too are semi-formal so the dress wouldn`t do. I could probably wear it for graduation and/or my Aunt`s wedding. Both of those dresses are in warm seasons. I also might change my mind between now and then. What ever happens happens(:
Ahaaa... The Drums(:
Today was good. Nothing special happened besides me choking in social studies. We were doing a presentation-My group and I- and I had everything I had to say memorized. Then, as always, I got up in front of the class, looked at him, and choked. Lost all train of thought, breathing control, and choked. But surprisingly, he was in the hall. You`re probably thinking I`m talking about HIM. I am not. I`m talking about John(: I was just as surprised, not that he made me lose control. I`m surprised that I didn`t lose control when looking at HIM. Of course I blushed a lot. Then stage fright kicked into overdrive and I was shaking, breathing heavy, and wouldn`t look into anyones eyes. It` a class presentation, what are you gonna do?
So my plan was to get off the bus, walk swiftly home, do my homework and chores. Then head off to get dresses. Yes, it`s the plural word. I need to dresses. One not so elegantdress for my friends party, and one very elegant dress for my sister`s masquerade -
I want to watch Romeo and Juliet with some who won`t make fun of me when I cry.
My mommy got a root canal today. She`s doped up on drugs-medical related I swear- and is dazing around the house. I feel really bad. I got into a fight with her, because she said she`d drive me to my grandparents and I told her I`d walk. I didn`t want her driving because she keeps falling in and out of sleep. Besides my grandparents live right up the block and I love walking. So tomorrow my mother and I are going to my grandparents and getting dresses. I feel so much better now that she`s sleeping.
"These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they kiss consume."
- William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, 2.3
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