I still can't get over the idea about how prom is all about people showing off and balancing themselves on impossibly high heels - that one night of vanity when nobody can save nuts because you've every right to do so. It's the prom. Ok not everyone who goes there does that but you get me. I just feel so.... yucky. Ok I wonder how it'll go. Probably I'll have a good time laughing/making fun of people.
And tonight I'm questioning the perspectives of society. Or the one I'm in right now. I mean.... Really??? Is the definition of beauty really warped? Has the media achieved it's goals?? Or did the endless charity shows on tv worked?? I should feel bad for being mean but this period of self doubt is back because I don't know. Then what is everyone else lacking?? It's no longer an easy thing to accept because now I'm doubtful. I don't know. Maybe it's time for me to go. I think so. Deep breaths c'mon. Deep breaths.