music: "Silent Sigh," Badly Drawn Boy
There's something really comforting about inevitability, I think. Whether it's good or bad, you can always going through your life with the certainty that it is ultimately going to happen, and for me, knowing that anything is ultimately going to happen really cheers me up.
Since April 1, I've clocked 16 hours of volunteering. Considering I only put in 20 in the entirety of March, I am well ahead of myself this month. *pats back*
I have to get a prom dress and all that now. It's really so dumb to get that dressed up for no particular reason. Most girls love the chance, but for me, I'd much much MUCH rather be in yoga pants and a tank top with a messy ponytail than all formally and stiff. Plus, I've found that by far, the most severe disadvantage to formal dresses is their sheer bulk. It becomes a challenge to fit in a car, a chair, through a doorway, thanks to all those layers of ruffles or scratchy whatever-it-is they put under there. The only other alternative would be a straight cut dress, but you can't walk/dance/move in those, so that option's out. /sigh.
Then there's the issue with my hair. I happen to adore the color it is right now, and have gotten skads of compliments. But somehow it doesn't seem the right color for prom. Besides, I think I want a black (or neutral colored) dress, and that would only offset my hair, which is already frighteningly dramatic. And then what color in the WORLD would I paint my nails?
Grr. Girly stuff irritates me. Please, suggestions??