Sunday, March 7, 2010

self conscious.

i feel really insecure right now. i don't know why. let's explore that.
yesterday. elly stuff. we took the prom pictures :) gah. i love it. i felt insecure walking around in my outfit. i really liked it. and got compliments. but. i don't know. i hope i looked confident. or acted like it..
olive garden was slightly weird. caleb taking command over the the group. something i usually do. i just felt like. why compete.. why try. i did a little. but it all seemed futile.
it's bad. but i was looking forward to a prom without caleb.
i danced. i like dancing. another thing i'm afraid i look stupid doing. i felt stupid taking pictures. i felt stupid. not stupid. that's the wrong word. uncomfortable. kind of.
which is weird for me. i'm not usually like that.
but. there were really good moments. i should focus on those. i hope you guys don't think i had a shit time. i really had an awesome time. it was great.
good moments:
-taking pictures with elly at prom.
-when hunter asked to take a picture with just me. i was like ;kdlsajf;sldkfj hahah. stupid.
-compliments i got on my outift. "savannah! you look.. sexy!" haha.
-cheese ravioli.
-dancing with elly.
-dancing with elly outside under the stars.
-vacuuming
-mrs watters.
-getting the prom sign!
-getting accepted into penn state
-being with elly when that happened.
-holding elly's hand.


the sleepover went well. but once again. i wasn't completely comfortable. well. i mean i was in some ways. i told gabby and katie. like. my inner thoughts. i've been trying to be more private. but i kept things like personal things private. i did. but i just talked about like my philosophies on life. life things i think about. i don't know. stuff like that.
katie asked me a lot of stuff about eric.
gabby and i talked about caleb.
it was a little. unsettling. but anything pertaining to caleb is.
gah. i hate that we talked about him so much. i. don't. want. to. talk. about. him.
ask me about elly.
i could talk about elly ALL NIGHT. she likes rearranging her room. her dog's name is charlie. i think he should be named soda. she makes this noise when she's frustrated with me and it's so endearing. i could go on and on.

talk to me about good things.

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