So, prom was wonderful. I was worried about what it would be like... it seemed like a scary, high-expectation event, and I scorn these kinds of things normally, in the way I laugh at Seventeen magazine (i.e., I try, fairly unsuccessfully, to detach myself from it, and since I still care about it I feel the need to make fun of it). I felt kinda pretty in my dress, kinda-sorta, which is always nice. And I just enjoyed myself. I mean, it's hard not to with such wonderful friends, but I still worried...

Ehwell. In here, life is beautiful!

-Jenn-

So, I decided I needed a place to babble to my parents and I decided to let other people see it, too, because I'm too lazy to type and retype or tell and retell my life. The point is so that when I leave for Reed College in August, I don't have to feel cut off from everyone and everything I've known here in Maryland. I mean, I've lived here all my life--I can't just attempt in vain to keep in touch and then give up. I know this seems like a cop-out, like not really keeping in touch, but still, this will remind you all that I'm alive, and I'll put commenting thingies in so you can hound me about not talking to you.

And off we go.

-Jenn-