Post Winter Formal

Yay It’s the day after Winter Formal! I should be in bed recovering, but no siento bien, so I couldn’t sleep. I don’t know about anyone else, but I had a great time last night! It was so much fun!

First of all… I woke up early to help my mom clean house [why? no clue. because she's a freak? that works for me]. Then I went and picked up miscellany items that I needed. I came back, ate lunch, showered, and blow dried my hair. We began putting curlers in, hung out for a while, applied make-up, took rollers out… found Erin with a fro! Repaired the damage, Michael shows up in his very smooth Mitsubishi 3000GT [after he drove by my house about 4 times...]. Unfortunately, my brother came over, so I had to fend off my dad and his comments. Very embarrassing. Then we headed over to Heather’s, took a few pics, went to Claim Jumper, took more pics, ate some food, and it’s off to the dance!

We got there at around 8:30, and it still does not cease to amaze me how many people Michael knows. We couldn’t walk ten feet without people recognizing him… it made me laugh. There was this one time when we were sitting outside getting some air and resting our feetsies, and these people just could not take their eyes off of us. They were on the other side of the lunch shelter, just staring at us for at least 15 minutes lol. Finally they walk by and ask Mike how he’s doing, etc, and then he confesses that he still doesn’t know who they are.

So when people weren’t mesmerized by our beauty and staring at us [j/k ;D] we danced the night away. I want another dance right now! Without chaperones to separate us, lol. “Leave room for the Holy Spirit!” After the dance I suggested we go to chapel and pray for all the thousands of sins we committed that night. Mike carried me out, my feet hurt so bad in those shoes. They were tingling and going numb, lol. We went over to Heather’s house and watched Zoolander — scary. Then Mike took me home and I went to sleep.

Now it’s study time… I want to do something next weekend, guys. Let’s go to LA. !

Shakira
Underneath Your Clothes

You’re a song
Written by the hands of God
Don’t get me wrong ‘cuz
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
right under your clothes
Is where I’ll find them

Underneath your clothes
There’s an endless story
There’s the man I chose
There’s my territory
And all the things, I deserve
For being such a good girl honey.

’cause of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I’m running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party’s over
We will still belong to each other

Underneath your clothes
There’s an endless story
There’s the man I chose
There’s my territory
and all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey

Underneath your clothes
There’s an endless story
There’s the man I chose
That’s my territory
and all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl
For being such a hey,hey,hey,hey

I love you more than all that’s on the planet
Movin’ talkin’ walkin’ breathing,
You know it’s true
Oh babe it’s so funny
You almost don’t believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
lamps are hanging from the ceiling,
Like a lady tied to her manners
I’m tied up to this feeling.

Underneath your clothes
There’s an endless story
There’s the man I chose
That’s my territory
and all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey.

Underneath your clothes
There’s the man I chose
That’s my territory
and all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl
For being such a good giiiiirrrrrl.