Best Night

Prom was last night. I don't know what it was but it was nothing like any other dance I've ever been to. Maybe it was because it could be my last dance I go to (and I say could be for the fact that me and Fiona are going reeeeeally well). But I didn't think that this prom would stand out as much as the other two; one with a girl from church my sophomore year and my junior year with Danielle. Maybe it was because I actually had someone to go with and didn't have to really ask. People kept asking me how I was going to ask my own girlfriend to prom and I said I wasn't because that would be retarded. The music was great. The food was okay, partly because I got some hot sauce with my chicken otherwise it wouldn't have been up to par. I just can't put my finger on it. But Fiona had fun. I had fun. Her sister went with us and she had fun. WHAT WAS IT?!? After prom me and Fiona came back to my house and watched tv for a bit before she had to be back home. She fell asleep on me and I was stuck watching "You Don't Mess with the Zohan" by myself. I didn't really mind though. She woke up and it was about fifteen minutes before she had to be home. But I got her home on time. It wasn't bad. I was kinda mad all morning/day because my parents woke me up and I wanted to sleep. I didn't go to sleep until about 3:30 in the morning. Needless to say I was kind of tired. All day. But it's good. After church we came back home and I've been chillin' all day. Trying to find the meaning of life.....