This day seeks to destroy me. It's throwing everything it's got at me, and I am barely deflecting each blow with a wicked sword I pulled out of a dream box. I could not find my keys this morning, and I suspect some daemon hid them. Subsequently, my room is now a mess, and I was late to school. Luckily, I got a note from my dad this morning. Also, I gained a pound. Also, I have a math test next block. But I've got my theoretical sword, swinging vigorously in my mind.
I am highly concerned I am going to prom alone this year. What's strange is, I have no one that I would actually like to go with, I just don't want to go alone. I just used a comma inappropriately. Jennifer Sprouse's new mission is to find me a date, hehe. Yay, Jennifer. :)