For those of you not aware: for the past... well, ever since the second half of Grade 10, I've been in the IB programme (it's a really advanced bobbery sort of school class deal). This involves being with the same group of people for what will, in 3 months time, for 2 and a half years in all but a VERY small minority of classes.
(All of my classes are with the group this year)
I'm asking one of the girls in said class to prom tomorrow... which obviously isn't THAT big a deal...
Except that I've always had an imagination too big for my head, and it is now racing through every possible scenario in which she says no and my life subsequently turns into a horror show of awkwardness, embarrassment and all sorts of other things at school. Uggggh.
I'll still be asking, but why can't I just be normal for like 24 hours pleeeeeease
In other news, as I have been unable to concentrate on getting it done, there is a 95% chance that the next chapter of Isolation
will be delayed.