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The day of homecoming has arrived

Oh, geez, why me???Surprised

Stupid nose…

my hair is nice… but look at my nose!!!!

It doesn't look half as bad in this picture… oh, geez o pete!!!

megan's coming over in a few hours… and so is everyone else (mia, hayley, bridget, kelli, danika).

I hope megan can make it less… AWFUL.

 And does everyone see the zit under my nosE? or on my chin?

 

 

I hate myself.

 

 

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Today is an official holiday of Bri’s Own World!

Why? Because:

today was the first day in the three years we've been friends that Dylan has complimented me!

*slaps*

Thaaaaaaaaaaaat's right folks.

I had to sing my song 'invisible torment' to my comp/lit class and afterwards he complimented me. He was also mad that I didn't tell him i was a 'ficking pro singer'. (his words, not mine)

So yes, i have awful enough relationships with some of my friends that I have to have a holiday when they compliment me.

But, you know what? I don't care. BEcause he complimented me.

Also, I got hugged by two people because they liked my song/singing.

very strange day…

 

 

 

Oh, and

CONGRADULATIONS, KELLI, ON GETTING A DATE TO HOMECOMING! 

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Homecoming… huh???

I GOT ASKED TO HOMECOMING.

By TRISTAN.

My friend.

My buddy, that I used to tease about not being as strong as I was!

Tristan!

I didn't know he liked me!

Well, it sort of makes sense, I guess.

Obviously, since I'm so freaking hot.

No, acctually, we've been close [semi] friends for a while… just…

WOW.

Acctually, first, his friend Brennon asked me for him.

I thought he was joking, but he said he was serious.

I made him go get Tristan so he could ask me face to face.

Tristan came.

I told him i had already made plans to go with my friends, but I'd see him there, and I'd save him a dance.

 

I HAVE A (SORT OF) DATE TO HOMECOMING!

With… my friend.

Oh, geez, I don't know how to dance.

This sucks. 

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Homecoming clothing angst

This is my homecoming outfit (I will not be wearing the necklace).

I'm not wearing makeup, or anything, but this is the CLOTHING.

You have no idea how bad the heels hurt.

The dress is a hand-me-down-loaner from my freind, megan sushi. and the heels. and the necklace.

everything else I bought.

*shudder* panty hose… 

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Homecoming angst

I swear it's laughing at me.

I didn't know inanimate peices of paper could be so cruel.

WHAT DOES IT WANT WITH ME?

It just sits there, taped to the locker right next to me, glaring at me whenever I need to get something.

But underneath the glare, it's laughing.

Don't doubt it.

 

As if it's not bad enough that my FRIENDS call me ugly, now it has to PROVE how ugly I am.

By not getting a date to homecoming.

That's right.

H.O.M.E.C.O.M.I.N.G.

The "Fire and Ice" sign next to my locker expresses it's hate for me quite clearly.

It knows I'm not getting a date.

It just knows it.

I don't know how, but…

Ok, yes I do.

Obviously, it caught on to how extremely undesirable I am.

Since, according to Dylan, looking at me is like pulling teeth with a knife, I'm pretty much screwed in the boys department.

Ok, so Hayley thinks I'm pretty.

Thank's plunkit, but no offense, I don't really feel like going to homecoming with you.

Like a date. Not with you, dear.

Not even SROTS.

Geez O Pete, I'm pathetic.

So here's my other predicament:

I like this guy.

He is in my GT and Spanish class.

He acctually knows my name.

I don't know if he likes me.

I want him to ask me to homecoming.

HAH, like that's gonna happen.

 But, in vain hope, I'm prettying myself up as good as I can.

I'm wearing almost clear white nail polish.

I'm going to straiten my hair.

I scrubbed my face vigourously in order to bring down my killer acne.

I am going to get up early tomarrow to do my makeup WELL.

And I'm still going to have absoulutely NO chance.

If he doesn't ask me tommarow, I'm going to try to rally a group date.

If anyone would like to attend, please let me know.

Gosh, I should just brand a huge "L" on my forehead.