I was just thinking about how excited I am for prom. I'm not usually the one to get extremely girly and giddy over dances...what can I say. I remember when I was younger and I would hear about the seniors talking about their dresses, who they are going to take, limos, after-parties...etc.
Now it's our turn and what makes it one hundred times better is that my date isn't some random person or some friend I find last minute [I always thought I would end up in that situation] no no... I get to share the night with the greatest guy who will be so god damn pimp in his all white tux.
I love my dress to death...randomly I'll put it on and twirl in the mirror. I refuse to show it to James. I want it to be a complete surprise. mmmm. I can't wait for that moment when I'm dressed up and I come down my stairs and see James all dressed up waiting for me at the door. I know I will tear up and ruin my make up. I'm so emotional... lol.
I remember during red and white when I saw him at my front steps in his black tux that was too small for him lol.. Just one glance and I got teary-eyed. damn..I love that kid. You mean everything to me.
Bianca
9:23 PM