Don’t say this world is not so shallow

I spent some good bonding time with Michelle this afternoon. Although we used to be together all the time during freshman year, she’s the person I’m the least close to in my barkada right now because she’s always with Patsy or with people who are more like her. The high school department had a program in the auditorium during the afternoon to celebrate Nutrition Month–whatever for, I don’t know. But anyway, there was this beauty pagaent thing and every class had to have one representative go up the stage, promote a fruit or veggie, dance or sing, and make a complete idiot out of herself. Michelle and I spent a good part of the program laughing and making witty comments about the contestants. Okay, I know I always say how I hate it when people criticize others too much but come on. I can’t help it! What fun is it to be a girl if you can’t make fun of other people sometimes? At least I only do my criticizing in healthy amounts. If I was with any other girl, the whole program would’ve bored me to death because it was pointless and stupid. But since I was with Michelle, we just kept on making comment after comment until we were absolutely dying of laughter.

And just this morning, I was actually kind of annoyed at her because she told me she was also part of Cue. On the outside, I smiled and said, “Really? Cool!” On the inside, I was like, “Noooooo!!!!!” I wasn’t upset because she’s bad company or anything. But like she told Angelica before, we’re the exact opposites of each other. How the hell am I supposed to meet any guys–and get to know Reif, in particular–if they’re all gonna be looking at her? She’s not drop-dead gorgeous, but she’s bubbly, cheerful and talkative. I’m not any of those things, not to people I’m not comfortable with anyway. Though it’s a plus for me that I’m a lot better at dancing than she is (and I’m not even that good), guys usually notice Michelle before they notice me. I thought she told me she was in Cue because she wanted to compete against me. Just like when she ran for Science Club PRO (public relations officer) when she knew very well I was vying for that position. But after awhile, I realized how paranoid I was becoming and that if I’m not careful, I could develop an inferiority complex. I’m not jealous of her or anything, because she has a girlfriend and she mingles with Bosconians. But sometimes I find myself thinking that I wish I could be more like her.

Oh, and guess what? My school has a prom! It’s not a sure thing yet, but the parents brought it up at yesterday’s PTA meeting and since the principal pretty much does everything the parents asks her to…yay! ^_^ My friends and I all agreed that we won’t go stag since it’s our first and last prom. That actually came as a surprise to me because last year, we said we’d all go stag because we’d probably feel awkward around our dates. But since we’re all seniors now, what’s there to be shy about? Even Denilou, who is a lesbian, wants to bring a date with her. Which brought me to a quandary because I have absolutely no idea who to take to my prom! After a lot of agonizing and thinking, I came up with only two prospects. I can’t just take anyone to my prom because my date has to be mature and open-minded. There’s my batchmates to consider and should they act un-poised or something, I don’t want him to think that I’m anything like them. I’m asking my possible dates this weekend because knowing myself, once the excitement about the prom fades I’ll completely forget about my plans for my dress, makeup and date. If worse comes to worse and my prospects say no, I’m going to ask Amarant and if the bastard says no, Angelica says she’ll hook me up with her extremely hot half-Iranian friend. I’m not normally one for blind dates, but I trust in Angelica’s tastes for guys. Wow, I didn’t know thinking about the prom could be as stressful as thinking about Calculus.