R.I.P. Hard-drive

My hard-drive thing died.
So sad.

Anyway. A lot has happened since I last posted.

I went to state and got man-handled out my perfect score because my judge was stupid.
I got a date for prom (long story).
Went nuts decorating for prom.
Tackled a girl.
Kissed a boy.
Listened to the same some on repeat 35 times.
Survived prom.
Ate ice cream out of a margarita glass at A&W.
Held hands with Mr. Hommerding.

Yeah. That list makes me laugh. I really want to go into detail about EVERYTHING, but I feel I shall just touch on a few and stay on the topic of prom.

State was lots of fun. I wanted to hit HWSFRN in the face. Yeah, he's a really big jerk. Not even kidding. Idk why, I just think he's such a...downer.
We watched Spanish soap operas and made up our own words. Good times. My actual performance for state was perfection. I was by far, the best one in my room, but my judge still gave me a second place. Even HWSFRN and Mrs. Lenz said I should have had a first place medal.
Pff.

I got a date for prom. Okay, so a long time ago I said something about really liking a guy, but I didn't want to post about him because I REALLY liked him. Well, his girlfriend broke up with him so I asked him to prom. He said he was going to ask me....how sweet!

Prom decorating was insane. I made some bushes. I never want to see green tissue paper ever again.

Last Thursday we had a soccer game and I tackled a chick. I wasn't even going for the ball--I wanted the chick to go down. The best part was that she landed ontop of me and the ref called HER for the foul! Shortly after that I was sacked two more times.....not my doing.

I kissed a boy...on the cheek. But still. Prom was so much fun :P

I listened to "Saints" by The City Drive from somewhere around 2:00 am to 4:something am after prom. Great song.

I clearly survived prom. No joke. So my date and I went to A&W before prom. It was awesome. We couldn't stop laughing. The dance was really cool. He said he couldn't dance, but I'm really glad he tried. We slow danced. That was a lot of fun. Three of my friends found it necessary to come up and take pictures of us and then go "AWWW". Embarrassing. I kissed him on the cheek...which was no easy task, let me tell you. He's like 5'10" and I'm 4'11"....but I had heels on. We had fun just sitting and talking. Plus we got to watch Mr. Peterson "sneakily" take helium balloons. At the very end he just started screaming in his uber high voice. My date and I went back to my place and watched Borat. Great times. I tried snuggling up to him and I'm not actually sure if we held hands...his hand was laying ontop of mine. Yeah, but then afterwards he said he liked me but didn't want a relationship.

Pff. Yeah. I'm not sure what's going down with that. I talked to him a little about it, but again....I'm not sure.

Because I was on prom committee, I got to keep some of the margarita glasses from prom. And since I have connections with Gisela (I can't remember her nickname right now, so her German name will have to do),whose parents own The Dub,...Pink Piggy, Gisela, and I took our glasses and got ice cream at A&W. Good times.

And last and certainly least....I held hands with Mr. Hommerding. I don't even know.
I went to prom clean up on Sunday and he held an "emergency prom committee meeting" in the Commons. There was a perfectly good table covered in left-over cookies, but he wanted us to sit on the floor. However, he wouldn't sit on the floor because he said something about being too old to get back up or something.
Then he actually lay a sat between Pink Piggy and I...and then grabbed our hands and wouldn't let go. How old is that man? He has to be somewhere in his 70's.
Gisela ran to get her camera to take a picture of the awkward moment. It was incredibly amusing. He was down-right giddy....and then he congratulated us on surving all the months of preparation and finally, prom itself. Finally, he let us have our hands back.

Home game tomorrow against Washburn. Coach Desotelle really wants to feet Olof...or whatever the Washburn coach's name is.
I'm scared. Washburn was the team we played last year when Coach Desotelle had to carry me off the field.