Drea Moore

I was so excited to go to prom with Josh this year since I never got to go to mine (as we all know, no I didn’t graduate high school since my boyfriend of 4 years passed away and back then I tried telling the doctors long before the incident that I was bipolar but they wouldn’t listen and just told me I was depressed ..soo I wasn’t on the right meds, and I took his death extremely hard. He passed away late November on the 23rd and it took me a long time to gather myself back together from the pieces I had broken down to. Plus I knew if I went back right away everyone would run up to me asking “omg are you okay” etc, etc, etc.. & I just wasn’t ready to deal with all of that. By early january I think around the 11th I tried going back to the school but my princepal told me I had missed wayy too much time and could no longer come back, or graduate for the year. So thanks Mrs. Molter you fugly bitch, for ruining my life. Of course I could of gone back the next year, but this was my second attempt. My first senior year my wacko parents convinced me to drop out and so I did but since I missed prom, the senior cruise, senior week.. everything, I wanted to go back and graduate and do it the right way, I didn’t just want a shitty G.E.D. But now, that is what I am stuck with.)

I went out and bought a beautiful dress, jewelry, shoes, a purse, went tanning got my hair, and nails done.. the works. And I was fine up until we got into the limo and I realized I didn’t have my phone. My baby sister is in the hospital and I KNEW she would call and I just started flipping out because they only allow her one phone call for 10 minutes per day. So I thought if she tried calling me and got no answer she wouldn’t be allowed to call anyone else and then I didn’t want her to think I was ignoring her and not call at all anymore because I can’t just go visit her because she’s in a complete other state! So I was fine up until then and from there my mood went to shit. All I could think about was my sister and the worrying was making me miserably depressed meanwhile my date thinks he did something wrong and so there’s conflict there.. all night long we argued because my mind was else where and I’m sorry but I didn’t feel like jumping up and dancing and “getting my boogy on” or whatever.

I just wanted to go home, and be with my family were I was comfortable and get out of that damn dress that some other bitch was wearing.. guys thats not a big deal but us girls know.. prom.. someone else wearing your dress.. oh hell no. It’s a big thing to us that’s why we go “all out” and take hours of getting ready. Josh also didn’t tell me to bring extra clothes to put in the limo to wear to the after party at the ESPN zone, so I would of had to be stuck in that damn dress with those high heel stiletos that were KILLING my feet.. All of it just got to me and I had a bipolar episode and started bawling my eyes out in the middle of prom. grrreat.

So the teachers are coming up to me asking if I’m okay wondering whats wrong I wanted to just be like would you leave me the fuck alone! I called my mom in tears asking if she’d come pick me up but I was in baltimore so a good hour almost away.. and she tried telling me to lighten up and try to have a good time and not ruin josh’s big night. So I did, the YMCA song came on and playfully I grabbed his arm to jokingly make him do the letters, and he just snatched his arm away.. by then he was fed up with my shit and I couldn’t take his shit when I was already a bit unstable, so I said I’ll just leave and so I called my mom once again. I didn’t leave until only 15 minutes before it ended anyway, the only thing I really missed was the after party which.. woo, how fun would the espn zone been for me watching Josh shoot hoops and shit.. not. I much rather of gone home where I could of layed down when I was hella tired.

So then I tried leaving and the teachers began giving me shit about having to call my parents and I’m like.. dude, I’m almost 22 years old.. my parents are out front any way to pick me up if you want to talk to them heh. And then they lightened up and let me go. IDK, it was just a miserable experience. But I did take some pix while I was trying to be cheerful and I will add/post them later.