I don't think I can catch a break.
Last night, from 8-12, was my Prom.
I took my boyfriend (who graduated last year) as my date.
Towards the end of the night, he was upset because the DJ hadn't played any slow songs for us to dance to together...and it didn't look like he was going to...so, little by little he was bringing my mood down. Well, because my boyfriend was in a foul mood, he wasn't asking me to dance. So whenever my best friend, Ray, asked me to dance, I told him yes, and we'd go dance together. Well, it turns out that my boyfriend and my best friend hate each other. Lucky me. So every time my best friend asks me to dance, my boyfriend gets more and more emo. The end of the night is coming closer, and my boyfriend decides to bring up WHY he's being emo. We get into a fight, and my entire night is ruined because he doesn't want to dance with me, but at the same time, he doesn't want me dancing with my best friend, whom I've been friends with since the 3rd grade.

So yeah.

OH! By the way, Ashley didn't go to Prom with my best friend, Ray. Her parents told her NO at the last minute. Karma is a b****. Yep.