preference

It's a dance, yes a girls choice dance. I have been debating as of lately whether I wanted to go. DO I? Something very spirit dampening is dampening my spirits about high school dances. Do I really look forward going into a sweaty room with a guy I hardly even know and pretend I know how to dance while I am really looking at my dream date and dream dress the whole time?

Well maybe I do.

So this is the question... Who is my "Preference"?  You would think I would choose someone who I would want to ask me to prom.    Well I won't. Becuase I am way to shy and and way to.... not outgoing... to do something like that... like ask a guy to dance that I actually WANT to go with.

Even thinking about that gives me the HEEBIE JEEBIES


So as it has been so windy,,, and every one in the whole universe is suffering a cold except for me I realize that it is only time before I too am suffering from a cold.

BTW I dyed my hair blond.

So every now and then I change the music I listen to back to something I overlistened to six months ago. So now I find myself back to being into the hush sound.

Someday I better find a guy just like Peeta Mellark. I love you Peeta.   I don't care if I sound like a book freak when I say that... becuase there is no guy that even has a clue... it seems like.

Jaymee: Does that mean Brittany Spears can be President

Mr. History Teacher: : Well, yes Jaymee
******************silence from class

Marissa: That would be fun!

Random quote from my day. Well considering I have 4 tests tomorrow I gotta go back to reading Jane Eyre (Which by the way I have a dream of making it into a book for teens. Like the American Teen Version)

-sincerely sierra