Urgh, graduation sucked caboodle. It was hot and very long, not to mention all those people! Though I must say, I did look fabulous. My dress was black, a halter, and had blue ribbion. There was white flowers. I got it from JC Penny! My heels were small, yet I'm surprised I could walk in them.
The dance was shit, just going to say it. The DJ couldn't play any songs, like none! Stupid Mrs. Houle, I knew I should of killed her when I had the chance. *hits self over head*
I did the best I could to dance, I'm not one for dancing, never really have. the whole arms over head thing, it seemed to work alright. We got yelled at for going out in the rain. I'm sorry if you butts left the door open, and it was raining out. The lightning was pretty.

I have never, ever cried over a boy. Well, last night was the first time. I found out that he's going to St. John's. Here comes the deep depression. When they played 'Bleeding Love' last night, I almost broke down crying. I can't help it though! I think I'm actually in love with him, that's why.
None of my friends can help me. There's three possible reasons why;
1) I'm a really good actress, and they don't notice how depressed I am
2) They don't care.
3) They aren't good friends, so that's why they don't care.
I'm going to go with 1, but it's hard to talk to my friends about stuff like this. Even my bff, Ann Marie, I just can't do it. I'm usually not the friend who is all over some guy.
I'm going to be listening to Bleeding Love until I can't cry anymore. This is going to be awhile. I need to cry for a whole 180 days.
I know this is very unhealthy, but it's hard, it really is. Can anyone help me? Cuz this is going to be one very loooonnnnggg summer if not.