Thursday, March 21, 2013
Ok I felt the need to just talk about something and you're gonna freaking like it (just kidding)
So one of my mom's friend's daughter (?) is gonna have a quinceanera (eh, I don't know if I spelled it right or not) and she asked me if I wanted to be one of the damas. A dama [pronunciation: dah-mah] is a close friend of the person having the quinceanera (haha her mom probably made her invite me) and when the host dances, the damas have to dance with a guy (really bad definition >.<).
I didn't even have a choice because my mother had to butt in and say "of course Raquel's gonna do it!!"
I am NOT gonna wear a freaking dress and dance with a guy.
I can BARELY walk into school wearing my normal clothes because you know insecure, HOW AM I GONNA FEEL WITH A DRESS?!?!?! And dance with a guy hell no.
I know you're probably like "omg Rocky you're like over exaggerating." But honestly do you have any idea how I feel around people? I genuinely am paranoid that everyone secretly hates me and thinks I'm annoying. That's why it's so hard to make friends or even order something from McDonalds. And the deal I have with dancing with a guy is that I'm really scared that they're gonna be like, "ew, I have to be with that girl?"
And today was the day us damas had to go and chose a dress and I was just there following the other girls around while they ignored me.
At least the dress was pretty. I'm really worried that I'm gonna look bad in it.
I have to dance with a guy I don't know and it's gonna be awkward. What if I step on his feet? Well the rehearsing is gonna start in a month… I'm gonna run away and live in the zoo. Or maybe I should just go back to living in the dumpster
Oh and Ally (Carefulx) wanted me to talk about some of my weirdest times of my life.
Well, I don't really know.
Oh! The time I went to Amarillo with my friend and her sister last summer, we went to the amusement park thing I guess that's what it was. And I got lost. I was really scared but they found me. So we went on the bumper cars and I didn't know how to drive it so I kept bumping into the walls and people were laughing at me (I'm laughing as I'm typing no joke it was hilarious). I managed to embarrass myself while still have a laugh. But I eventually got the hang of it.
I don't know if that was weird or just random.
There was this other time when I was I think like 10 and I was really, really scared of the dark (I still am) and I really had to go to the bathroom it was like 3am or something so I ran to the bathroom and quickly turned on the light. I did my business and then when I was gonna walk out I started thinking about a bunch of scary things and I was so scared I was shaking. I didn't want to walk in pure darkness so I just stayed in the bathroom and fell asleep there.
I feel you judge me.
I guess that's it for today!
PEACE OUT GIRL SCOUT!