Prom and Carnival

Prom sucked.  I kept thinking, about how I needed to get away from all those people.  All these people that I knew, and all these people that I didn't know, all dancing to very shitty music in a very tiny space.  My date agreed, but she was incredibly weird and only added to the serious mental pain I had for at least two or three of the hours that I spent there.  It was nice to see who was there though, and have them see me.  Pretty classy suit I have, and one person said I looked like Scarface.

Afterwards, I bowled from 12:30 to 3:30, or there abouts.  Pretty fun.  The music still wasn't great, but later my mom suprised me with not hating it.  I explained that when you have to hear it on the bus everyday to school, sometimes twice in the same day, you have no choice but to hate it.  I think the reverse might've been true for some of the other people there.  Or maybe it's just the group mentality, or trying to please their girlfriends.

I went to a carnival today, after waking up around 2:30.  Pretty fun.  Rode a ferris wheel a few times, saw the tops of the trees, pretended to squeeze people between my fingers.
"They look like ants from here."
"They are ants.  They are ants."
(Family Guy (Bill Gates))
They have very nice music on ferris wheels (metal).
A very nice carnie named Soup debated with me on my shirt.  It said, "By Reading This You Have Given Me Brief Control Of Your Mind".  He pointed out that by stopping me to read my shirt, he had in fact gotten control over me, and by continuing to talk to me, he maintained control.  I never thought of it that way before.  I did say, "Well, maybe I just wanted to talk to you."  He was a pretty cool dude.