Untold Untruths

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Friday, February 4

A Damselle in Distress.

I never imagined going to a prom would be this stressful. I really am not the party kind of person after all. Kuok Pin cancelled at the very last minute again and I really quite detest him for it. If he weren't so prone to cancellations I wouldn't be so harrowed right now.

Because of Kuok Pin, I had to ask guys out to the church prom. I shall remember today as the most embarrasing time I have ever had with guys, ever. Perhaps it is a bit obsolete of me, but I really am against the idea of asking guys out when it comes to such things. I looked through my phonebook but there wasn't a single girl whom I thought might be able to go. She had to

1) Be a non-believer,
2) Have a formal dress available at the very last minute,
3) Not have plans tonight
4) and most importantly, have transport to Holiday Villa in Subang. I ended up sms-ing Jian Sheng and asking him if he would go. He just handed over a vague declination and a bundle of derisory suggestions. I never imagined being rejected would be so mortifying. Then again, I don't have much of a benchmark for how rejection feels. I have never been rejected before...

This is all Kuok Pin's fault!!! Because of him, I have asked a guy out and been rejected - both which have never occured to me in all my life - in just one day. The very next time I see him, I shall squash him like a bug and throw tomatoes at his eyeballs.

I'm going with Reuben from last year's interschool drama competition at Seafield. He had to, apparently, postpone a meeting so that he could make it out tonight. I have very, very mixed feelings about this and it is making me feel a bit ill. I hardly know him.

Now, I find out that Juen Lim was free tonight all along. I don't know why I didn't see his name in my phonebook... I would actually be quite happy to see him after so long. I'm so... harrassed right now.

You know, on top of all this, I still have to get my hair done and make sure I don't look fat in the cheongsam. And I have to get my make-up done at Hui Yii's before we leave together too. Lord, I am never doing this again.

This whole post sounds like something out of a Meg Cabot book. I really am never going to do this again.


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