im in a 'i dont want to teach' pahse right now. im in an 'i wanna be an anthropologist' phase lol

unfortunatly yes. The price I pay for my chosen field

yeah cause there such a demand for anthropologists lol

im a pessimist, can you tell? lol

my thoughts exactly!

ok this is getting freaky cause thats my logic. it worked for prom! i expected like crappiest prom ever so anything better than that was good!

see from canada. didn't need to cross no boarder lol. i went with my friends as a big group, it was fun only people bothered to get dates from outside 'the group' and they ended up having the worst time! lol afterwards we crashed someone house and ate snack foods and "apple juice" (we weren't quite 19 yet so we didn't tell the 'rents we had booze.). The intention was to stay the night but I got a nasty headache from the 86 bobby pins and no i am no exagaerating, and i left since no one had the hand eye ci-ordination at 2 am to pull them out. my sister had to help me when i got home lol

all the good (and safe) post proms had ID scanners so we were busted, stupid crack down on fake IDs... and I have have been young and stupid but I wasnt dumb enough to go to some sketch bar just to get drunk on prom night lol

yeah, it was pretty brutal but I have very fine, pin straight, soft hair so its basically impossible to style in to anything of than stright down or a pony tail. It won't hold a curl, and hell will freeze over before it will stay in a french twist (my first choice) so I ened up getting these twist spiky bun things. it actually look good though! i resembled a pineapple but in a good way lol. 86 bobby pins, plus 2 hair pins (those U shaped things), a palm full of texturizing cream and half a gallon of hairspray, some hair sparkle (which i later regrete) later I was ready for the prom lol. It was probably going to be the only time in my life will get away with a funky hair style and I used it to the fullest! lol besides my dress, although fabulous, was simple and my get up needed some punch

my best friend from high school and I got it done at the same place, we eneded up in chairs right next to each other so mel and I disscussed very important details like whether I should paint my toes blue or leave them pale pink for the night and if it was too late to get in on the stretch limo to post prom instead of the towncar we had rented.

seriously? The company painted the limo? Seriously?!

we stuck with the towncar. We took a limo to prom but it wasn't availble to take us back so we got the towncar. we already paid for it by prom day and we didn't feel like riding with a few of the people in the limo. one of the girls was a total bitch and an incredible snob ("OMG! You got you dress at fairweather!? I would jsut die! I designed my own dress and my mom knows this designer who sewed it for me. it pure silk you know. We had to have it imported. but I couldnt find shoes to match so I had to have a pair dyed. I still don't like them though..." well you get the point)