Prom last night was interesting. I was very drugged up, lots of dayquil and tylenol and advil... stupid ass cold. My throat hurt like a bitch, especially after I laughed for 45 minutes straight. After Loverboy. Whom I have a "date" with next saturday. *Shudders*

I don't know Loverboy's real name.... that's what Rachel decided we should call him (either that or Hot Stuff). He tried to tell me but my hearing is so off from this cold and it was so loud in there. Heck, I know he even tried to spell it out for me, but I still didn't hear! Anyways, I was sitting on the side and Sheila was talking to this one guy that came with Jillybean and Rachel was somewhere, I can't remember where, and this guy comes over and says Hi, How are you and all that kind of stuff. Then he got up really close and in a kind of creepy way goes "You wanna dance?" Now... I had been avoiding dancing all night. Josh had tried to drag me out a billion times to dance, and I just would not do it because I suck at dancing and I mean I really suck. And I have low self-esteem and confidence, and there was no way in hell I was gonna go out there and dance. I told Loverboy no, and he tried to convince for the next 5 minutes to go out there and dance, and then Josh came over again and tried to pull me out, so I had two guys ganged up on me trying to get me to dance. I almost went with Josh just to get away from this guy, cause I really wasn't interested, but I didn't want to be so rude. Eventually Josh went away. Then Loverboy tried to talk to me for like 10 minutes and I could hear anything he said. I do know that he's a senior and he just moved here this year from Maple Grove. And I do know that I see him around. He said he's never seen me before. HA! He takes Magnets from me all the time when I'm handing them out and he throws them in the trash right in front of me. Also, he comes through my line all the time at work, which he remembered later on because he asked me if I was working next saturday night. I of course said yes, because I am. He I work a really long shift actually. haha. He said that he'll stop by and see me and we can talk more. Gah.... yikes. No thank you! He did eventually get me to dance anyways... he grabbed my hand and pulled me out. He looks small and not strong, but holy shit is he strong. Pulled me right up from where I was sitting. We danced the Hokey Pokey. haha... thank god, something I could actually dance too. I tried to stick to my friends after that, and he went away a couple of times and danced with his girlfriend (see now why I'm not interested!!!!), but he kept walking past me when I was sitting and he'd wink at me and that kind of stuff and kept asking me to dance. When I kept saying that I'm not a good dancer he said "OH... I didn't use to be a good dancer either. You just got to get out there and dance and eventually you'll get used to it. I've been dancing for three years now, and now I'm the best dancer out there." ummmmm... gag me. This guy was not a good dancer. At least he was trying I suppose. ugh. I don't like him. It's alright to not like a person that's hitting on you, right? haha.

I kept telling Sheila that it was so weird. Stuff like that NEVER happens to me. I usually just sit around at dances and just mope. Instead, Sheila was getting hit on by this one guy, I got hit on by a guy because he desperately wants a mistress (in fact, one of two mistresses), and Rachel and I were just laughing the entire time making fun of Loverboy because it was so hilarious. It was definitely interesting and fun.

We were thinking about going to After-Prom, but in the end decided not too. I had hit a major wall and was really really sick all of a sudden, and Sheila wanted to watch The Faculty anyways. So we watched that and then went driving around. It was a very nice drive around town because my aunt lent me the Explorer for the night. We decided we were going to watch the sun rise, after eating some breakfast because we were so hungry. I wanted pancakes so bad, especially perkins pancakes. So we're there... and right off the bat we getting horrible service. The lady was just bitchy and mean, and yea. I could tell it wasn't going to be good. We both ordered breakfast, Sheila got just a blueberry pancake and a side of hash browns, and I got the classic eggs favorite. Scrambled eggs, hasbrowns, sausage, and pancakes. Well, after about 30 minutes the order finally came out, and she sets down my pancakes and she goes "Oh! theres no butter on these! I can get you some, would you still like some?" And I was like "Yea... I can't eat pancakes without butter! haha (or insert real laughter here...)" So she says she'll go get it, and I start in on the eggs and hashbrowns. Eggs were delicious, and the hasbrowns were alright. I tried the sausage, and I felt really guilty eating meat in front of a vegetarian, so I didn't eat much of that. Then I sat around waiting for my butter. 20 minutes pass, and she walks pass and says "Oh! I forgot your butter! I'll be right back with that." Sitting, waiting... I check if my pancakes are still warm, which they're not. I try to eat a bit of the pancake without butter, and I couldn't. I know I'm so picky.... but really, pancakes just taste so good with butter! Soooo.... another 30 minutes pass, and still no butter. Now I'm pissed off and I tell Sheila we should just leave cause it's ridiculous. The lady hadn't even given us our check or anything. I saw Katie come in and I got up and went and sat by her for just a couple minutes while she was talking to someone else, I checked out her fancy new camera that she won at afterprom (a good digital camera no less), and talked to Ryan for a minute and then I got up, went over to Sheila and just said "Lets Go." She said alright and got up, and we just left. Didn't pay for anything. I was so pissed off. Waiting 50 minutes for butter is stupid. And I was too tired to deal with stupidness. So... in conclusion, I pulled off my first successful dine-and-dash. Though it wasn't really dashing, because we just walked very slowly out the door. Sauntered out to the truck. hmph. I was so pissed off.

We drove down to Lake Kolmeir, cause thats where I wanted to watch the sunrise. Over by the island... it's so beautiful! And It was great... from what I saw. I went and stood out on the dock for a couple minutes and it was freezing cold, so I climbed back in the truck. Sheila was asleep, waking up now and then. Then... I started to drift off. I was out for probably only 15 minutes. Then I woke up, and deciced it was best to go home, even though we didn't watch the sun completely rise. We were just too tired. Made our way home, and crawled into bed at about 6:30. It is now almost 4:00, Sheila is still asleep, and I woke up about 45 minutes ago.

We have a bbq to go to tonight... so I suppose I should wake her up. Plus, I don't know about her, but I know if I sleep in too late I can't sleep that night. I'm gonna take some nyquil tonight though so I know I'll be out.

And to top everything off with a usual emo rant... my ears hurt real bad. And I cant really hear anything. I think the music was too loud. =)

Hope everyone had a good night last night... or at least an interesting night!!!