T-Minus: 11 hours in counting

Until what, you ask? My death. What will that be?

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The Junior Prom

Hehe, okay, kill me now. No really, please do. I don't want to go. My friends are all making a really big deal about it and I'm just like "...meh"

They all think I'm nuts

The Prom goes seven to eleven, and then we're going to my friend Shayna's for an after-party that's going to last some time into the wee hours of the morning. Sounds thrilling, I know.

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I really don't want to go. Wish me luck

~Sam