Prom

I've always, always, always wanted to go to a prom or a ball that "belongs" to me, and not as an invited guest per se, you know?

Unfortunately all through the (boring) local education, we never get stuff like that.

Finally, the one and only chance I had was during the one-year stint in OZ, and I knew it deep down inside that that would be the one and only chance I had. That was it.

And I didn't. It felt much worse because it's not as if I couldn't make it. The knowledge that I could have gone, but didn't by choice, made it so much worse. Going back to the empty college really sucked.

I cannot, and can never, hide my disappointment each time I see my college people post up photos on the college ball, because I just am sorely disappointed.

I want to cry.