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enamouredI got my prom pictures back today. All of them. I'm going to have pictures on like, the entire prom spread in the yearbook. Yeehaw.
So, without further adieu...
Saturday, May 15
I got up at five to get my hair done. About nine, my mom took me back home because my hair probably would've looked whack if I'd gotten it done at six. I got back home at about ten, and I fell asleep. I got up at two, then called my mom to remind her to come pick me up for the makeup appointment I had at Clinique, and for my hair to get fixed. At three, Mom came home, and off to the mall for makeup it was.
After getting my makeup done, it was back on to Sherry's. I was going to get my hair done up, but Mom said that it looked fine, parted to the side and a little bit in front of my eyes. So Sherry just flat-ironed it straight and I got my eyebrows done... oh, it hurt. She just plucked them instead of using the razor. I ended up with one brow thinner than the other. Ack.
By this time, it was about five fifteen, so it was on to the house. I got changed and everything, and my mom and brother were outside, straightening out the car so that I could get in. Mom came in and wanted to video me coming out of the house and everything, but… alas, my dad hadn't charged the battery. This made Mom go off on a tangent about Dad (who wasn't there to see me, because he had gone to choir rehearsal), and I was getting irritated because I was supposed to be going next door to see Tiffany, my neighbor. (she goes to a different school than me, but her school's prom was the same night, but at a different place. We were going to see each other all dressed up before we both left, but...) Mom put the battery in the charger for a few minutes, then made me pose for a bunch of pictures in the living room. After that, the camcorder battery was charged enough for her to turn it on and tape me for a few minutes. So then it was outside for more pictures. I was getting a little disgruntled, but I posed because I wanted to be nice.
Finally I was able to get in the car, but not without Mom snapping another five pictures of me. We left the house about six-thirty, and we were making pretty good time until we got into Dallas. The Mapquest instructions that I had picked up from school weren't failing us until we got to the street where we were supposed to turn off, and the hotel was supposed to be .4 miles away. Well, it wasn't. So Mom drove a little more down the freeway, and we still didn't see this. We literally drove up and down the same stretch of highway for about forty-five minutes. During this time, Mom was getting a little bit angry, and she kept following limos, hoping it would lead us to the hotel. About 7:55, we were in downtown Dallas, and Mom told me to call information and see if I could call the hotel and get directions. I called, and the lady on the line very politely directed me to another lady who gave us directions. Take the toll way, go down to Galleria Drive. Or Road. Something. So back on the freeway it was, and we drove down this stretch of toll way that I thought would NEVER end. When we got to the exit, we pulled up next to a limo, and the driver was looking at a printed set of Mapquest instructions. "He couldn't find his way either," my oh-so perceptive brother noted.
The hotel was three minutes away from the exit. It was at the Westin Galleria, which is indeed attached to the Galleria Mall. Mom pulled into the parking lot and circled like, three times to try to find a parking space, and she finally got one. I saw Reuben going in with some other people I couldn't really identify. When I got out, I had my camera and little silver purse with me, and Mom had to get out to take another five pictures. I walked (fairly steadily in heels—ironically I just typed "hells") across the parking lot and to the door, then took the required two escalators up to the ballroom, wondering if this was going to be anything like one of those movie high school proms. Well, okay, probably not, because there would be no Heath Legers or Freddie Prinze Jrs at my prom.
And that is it for now. Oh, yes. All of the answers to the song lyric game from awhile ago. Italicize lyrics are the ones people correctly guessed.
1. Sometimes things get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
(Sunday Morning, Maroon 5)
2. My left brain knows all of it's fleeting
(Fell in Love With a Boy, Joss Stone)
3. Bring me closer to heart attack
(Sweetest Goodbye, Maroon 5)
4. Now I need a place to hide away
(Yesterday, The Beatles)
5. You are all I long for, all I worship and adore
(Fly Me to the Moon, Frank Sinatra)
6. Images of rapture creep into me slowly
(Fantasy, Mariah Carey)
7. Now it's much too late for me to take a second look
(I Want You Back, Jackson 5)
8. Say that you're leaving on a 7:30 train and that you're headed out to Hollywood
(Crazy, Areosmith)
9. My mind is starting to burn with forbidden thoughts
(Anytime, Anyplace, Janet Jackson)
10. He comes from a foreign place, an island far away
(Infatuation, Christina Aguilera)
11. It's so easy when you're only bringing others pain
(Rich Girl, Hall and Oates)
12. Why can't you call and say you need me, you know your words deceive me
(Sorry Now, Sugar Ray)
13. Just because a record has a groove don't make it in the groove
(Sir Duke, Stevie Wonder)
14. And it's all your fault I screen my phone calls
(Spiderwebs, No Doubt)
15. You've never let me down before
(Just the Way You Are, Billy Joel)
16. I know my mind is made up, so put away the makeup
(Roxanne, The Police)
17. I've been writing down my deepest secrets
(I Must Not Chase the Boys, Play)
18. I'm driving by your house though I know you're not home
(The Boys of Summer, Don Henley)
19. She never lets me in, only tells me where she's been when she's had too much to drink
(Let Her Cry, Hootie and the Blowfish)
20. Always in time, but never in line for dreams
(True, Spandau Ballet)
I'm Marlene Deitrich, find out who you are at Fallen Angel
So, without further adieu...
Saturday, May 15
I got up at five to get my hair done. About nine, my mom took me back home because my hair probably would've looked whack if I'd gotten it done at six. I got back home at about ten, and I fell asleep. I got up at two, then called my mom to remind her to come pick me up for the makeup appointment I had at Clinique, and for my hair to get fixed. At three, Mom came home, and off to the mall for makeup it was.
After getting my makeup done, it was back on to Sherry's. I was going to get my hair done up, but Mom said that it looked fine, parted to the side and a little bit in front of my eyes. So Sherry just flat-ironed it straight and I got my eyebrows done... oh, it hurt. She just plucked them instead of using the razor. I ended up with one brow thinner than the other. Ack.
By this time, it was about five fifteen, so it was on to the house. I got changed and everything, and my mom and brother were outside, straightening out the car so that I could get in. Mom came in and wanted to video me coming out of the house and everything, but… alas, my dad hadn't charged the battery. This made Mom go off on a tangent about Dad (who wasn't there to see me, because he had gone to choir rehearsal), and I was getting irritated because I was supposed to be going next door to see Tiffany, my neighbor. (she goes to a different school than me, but her school's prom was the same night, but at a different place. We were going to see each other all dressed up before we both left, but...) Mom put the battery in the charger for a few minutes, then made me pose for a bunch of pictures in the living room. After that, the camcorder battery was charged enough for her to turn it on and tape me for a few minutes. So then it was outside for more pictures. I was getting a little disgruntled, but I posed because I wanted to be nice.
Finally I was able to get in the car, but not without Mom snapping another five pictures of me. We left the house about six-thirty, and we were making pretty good time until we got into Dallas. The Mapquest instructions that I had picked up from school weren't failing us until we got to the street where we were supposed to turn off, and the hotel was supposed to be .4 miles away. Well, it wasn't. So Mom drove a little more down the freeway, and we still didn't see this. We literally drove up and down the same stretch of highway for about forty-five minutes. During this time, Mom was getting a little bit angry, and she kept following limos, hoping it would lead us to the hotel. About 7:55, we were in downtown Dallas, and Mom told me to call information and see if I could call the hotel and get directions. I called, and the lady on the line very politely directed me to another lady who gave us directions. Take the toll way, go down to Galleria Drive. Or Road. Something. So back on the freeway it was, and we drove down this stretch of toll way that I thought would NEVER end. When we got to the exit, we pulled up next to a limo, and the driver was looking at a printed set of Mapquest instructions. "He couldn't find his way either," my oh-so perceptive brother noted.
The hotel was three minutes away from the exit. It was at the Westin Galleria, which is indeed attached to the Galleria Mall. Mom pulled into the parking lot and circled like, three times to try to find a parking space, and she finally got one. I saw Reuben going in with some other people I couldn't really identify. When I got out, I had my camera and little silver purse with me, and Mom had to get out to take another five pictures. I walked (fairly steadily in heels—ironically I just typed "hells") across the parking lot and to the door, then took the required two escalators up to the ballroom, wondering if this was going to be anything like one of those movie high school proms. Well, okay, probably not, because there would be no Heath Legers or Freddie Prinze Jrs at my prom.
And that is it for now. Oh, yes. All of the answers to the song lyric game from awhile ago. Italicize lyrics are the ones people correctly guessed.
1. Sometimes things get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
(Sunday Morning, Maroon 5)
2. My left brain knows all of it's fleeting
(Fell in Love With a Boy, Joss Stone)
3. Bring me closer to heart attack
(Sweetest Goodbye, Maroon 5)
4. Now I need a place to hide away
(Yesterday, The Beatles)
5. You are all I long for, all I worship and adore
(Fly Me to the Moon, Frank Sinatra)
6. Images of rapture creep into me slowly
(Fantasy, Mariah Carey)
7. Now it's much too late for me to take a second look
(I Want You Back, Jackson 5)
8. Say that you're leaving on a 7:30 train and that you're headed out to Hollywood
(Crazy, Areosmith)
9. My mind is starting to burn with forbidden thoughts
(Anytime, Anyplace, Janet Jackson)
10. He comes from a foreign place, an island far away
(Infatuation, Christina Aguilera)
11. It's so easy when you're only bringing others pain
(Rich Girl, Hall and Oates)
12. Why can't you call and say you need me, you know your words deceive me
(Sorry Now, Sugar Ray)
13. Just because a record has a groove don't make it in the groove
(Sir Duke, Stevie Wonder)
14. And it's all your fault I screen my phone calls
(Spiderwebs, No Doubt)
15. You've never let me down before
(Just the Way You Are, Billy Joel)
16. I know my mind is made up, so put away the makeup
(Roxanne, The Police)
17. I've been writing down my deepest secrets
(I Must Not Chase the Boys, Play)
18. I'm driving by your house though I know you're not home
(The Boys of Summer, Don Henley)
19. She never lets me in, only tells me where she's been when she's had too much to drink
(Let Her Cry, Hootie and the Blowfish)
20. Always in time, but never in line for dreams
(True, Spandau Ballet)
I'm Marlene Deitrich, find out who you are at Fallen Angel
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Date: 2004-05-20 09:44 pm (UTC)To be fair I will get mine scanned. Circa 1998. You know you want to. ;)
saw your icon....
Date: 2004-05-23 06:03 am (UTC)Re: saw your icon....
Date: 2004-05-24 06:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-24 06:31 am (UTC)