I wish I could say I took this awesome picture intentionally. I have no idea how it ended up on my memory card, so I will owe it up to a camera malfunction. However I think it is a beyond excellent representation of a dance party. Trancephat is really good. I hope they keep playing, even though they won't. The song of the day is "Plane Crash in C" by Rilo Kiley. It annoys me to have to continually revisit Wachusett, mostly because I am clearly unwanted there. Today I visited Miss Jensen to tell her I couldn't attend the arts encore ceremony. When I walked into her office, she greeted me with an expression I can only describe as one of shock and disgust. I said, "Hi, I'm Phoebe," striving fruitlessly to make light of the fact that I've been her student for four years. But she just looked even more disgusted and said "Okay... I know...." and kind of backed away a little. My poor attempt at humor was stifled. I guess Miss Jensen is a part of my past now.
My life is really easy now. I don't have any schoolwork, or any actual work for that matter, as I'm not going back to Farmland until after graduation. I'm still pretty busy, but mostly with unimportant errands, like watching Liz spend the last fifty dollars in her bank account on a mani-pedi and reading three different magazine articles about Robert Pattinson's love interests. I have a lot of pain right now. In my foot. My left fourth toe to be specific. It's been painful for a long time. Tonight it hurt worse than ever, and tomorrow it will be bad at prom. I don't want to talk about this any more; it's too painful.
I'm excited for promazeeni
I have no idea what's been going on lately,
and I just wish you would come over and explain things