Diary of a Drama Queen

Have you ever had those days, where eventhough you are torn to peices you manage to suck it up and stitch the best smile you can find among those pieces and show the world how happy you are? Well, that's what I've been doing these past weeks, with no happiness to share to my fellow readers. But this past thanksgiving I had the best times.

As you might know I am a Senior, which means I have some privileges. In my school it is imperative for the seniors to waltz. Only them, only the seniors and their dates. My date was my one and only bestfreind. He couldn't possible be my best choice. Why? Well, it was my first time waltzing, my first time wearing super big heels and my first time with a "date". So he was my perfect choice.

Since I lost my other besties, not lost but for a while I've decided to take some time. I'll still talk to them, but it will never be the same. Anyways I'll retell the day for you guys.

I woke up on Wednesday morning, I had washed my hair the night before so It was perfectly tidy. I took a shower and went upstairs again to my room. Since my hair was dry I ironed it (eventhoug my hair is straight, but I asked Xavier how he thought I should arrange it and he said super straight and Mario said that also, so... you figure why I finally gave used to my dusty iron.) Anyhow I dressed up with my cheetah print dress and instead of placing my heels on I grabbed my white flats. Some makeup, gloss and perfume with a pair of silver earring and my purple cute new watch were the finall touches.

After arriving to school, it was wierd. Everyone, and by everyone I mean those superficial girls, stared at my feet. Why? Because I arrived with flats instead of heels. But before recess BAAM!! I changed to my rocking black heels. So recess passed and I hadn't seen Xavier. Did he come to school? Did he? Did he stood me up? Well, he did came I saw him but he was too far away for me to say hi.

After recess we took some pictures (some that I'll leave for you at the end of this post.) And we also wrot on the class's windows with some special crayons. Then Xavier arrived to my class because it was time for us, Seniors, to get ready foor our entrance. So we first sat down at our table. Titi and "Beiber" (a random guy that is so wierd Titi never knew how she accepted to be his date), Alvaro (my loyal friend, you'll hear more about him) and his date Andrea (or Chinita "Little Chinese Girl"), Shelby (my kindergarten bestie she is like my sister) and her date Daniel (a wierd funny guy, you'll here more about him too) and me and Xavier.

We then had to waltz, it was pretty good. After all, I had practiced with Mario and my sister. Thank God I had because when practicing I kicked their kness, I wanted to take control but they aregued it was the man not the woman who led the dance. (those thoughts were daggers for my feminist philosophy). So then we had some awards given for our teacher, from the most Handsome to the most Lazy. It was so much fun. I sang every song played with Shelby, Xavier was busy texting (he's Xavier he has his own species).

Then the best part of the day came, the balloon wish. All highschool gathered at the basketball court outside and we let the helium ballon in our hands fly away with a written wish or "I am thankful for..." message.

. Friends are the most important part of your life. Treasure the tears, treasure the laughter, but most importantly, treasure the memories. - Dave Brenner