This week has been very rainy. It was hard going to classes without an umbrella, but somehow I managed to do it without looking like I went swimming with all of my clothes on.
Although my shoes did drown with pretty much every step I took. Poor little feet of mine ):
For some reason Glenn and Leigh Ann haven't been majorly interested in me lately, so I've had to find other things to do. It was quite a challenge since I usually rely so much on them (and their friends and cars), but I found ou that I have a lot of other amazing friends that I got to spend more time with. So in the end, it isn't that bad!
On Friday is Big Day Off! It's a day at school where we basically don't have classes, with activities, student bands playing, movies, and all that kind of stuff. It is said to be a lot of fun, so I am excited.
And then Saturday....... PROOOOOOOOM! Woop Woop!
I, as an exchange student, got the permission to ask to Prom, although Prom is meant for Juniors, Seniors and whoever they ask. - which means that some Sophomores get to go (quite a lot this year actually), and maybe some freshmen, but that is not as common. The thing was that 3 weeks before the Prom, nobody had asked me (not that I expected it, but Mr. Dimon was reluctant to give me the permission to ask a Sophomore boy, hoping for a junior or senior boy to ask me) and then Agnes convinced Mr. Dimon that I should be able to invite someone, since I wouldnt be here next year, and that Prom is such a big part of being a High School Student in America.
So anyways, I did. I asked a guy named José Luna. He is a sophomore too, and he is in my English class, and he is very nice, and he will look good on pictures, and he is a good dance, and I am very excited.
The tradition for Prom is that you go to a picture party with who ever are your friends, then go to dinner with a limo, go to the dance (still in the limo), then go to an after party Casino thingy untill 3 - and then people have sleepovers (which is like the ONE night of the year where you get the permission to have boys-girls sleepovers). But I won't join that last part because Agnes says people do a lot of stuff they shouldnt - which I can't confirm for sure, but I don't doubt that.
Usually the boy pays for the limo, dinner and so on (the Prom itself doesn't cost the students anything, because the junior class raises money for it - but that's just Westminster), but since I was the one who asked, I will be paying. I'm pretty sure it'll be worth it though.
Now I just need to find myself a dress. I refuse to pay more than 40$ though. I can just borrow one if I don't find one.
Marina is home this weekend! Yay
And Carolina is coming next weekend, to go to Prom with Glenn. Partyyyyyy!
I hope y'all are well!