beyond the wide world's end

My dress arrived! It is green and pretty.

Now, the best way to do it would probably be to go practice sax, since marching band does start next week, but you know what? School means Tolo. And Tolo means pretty dresses. So. Pretty dresses.

Floaty. I like.
Looks a lot like last year's Tolo dress, which is okay seeing as I really, really liked last year's dress.
This would be last year's dress. God, I love this dress. I look amazing in it.
Maybe? I sit the fence on this one.
I think I like this one. I also think I have a type.
Yes. Very feminine. I like.
This is really pretty. I like it. I'm not sure why. It's not my usual type.
Possibly pretty?
Swoosh!
Fluffy is not exactly what I mean, but it's close enough.
Cute! But it doesn't come in any of my colors.
Reminds me of waterfalls. God, I definitely have a type.
Yeah, yeah, I have a type.
Maybe I should just take up wearing the same dress every formal.

Now, I know the chances of me actually going to Prom are zip to null (well, actually they're slightly larger than that; I could probably finagle one of the junior boys into going with me. However, I am waiting for feedback on this nefarious plan before carrying it out), but that doesn't stop me looking at dresses, does it? I mean, just for eye candy. And in case any of my friends are interested, or...well. Pretty dresses.

"Marissa"
"Samantha 2"
"Drew"
"Kristi"
"Trisha"
"Alexis"
"Racquel"
"Lily"
"Yasmine"
Oh. Oh, that's pretty.
I wonder if I have the cleavage to pull this off...
Pretty.
Pretty dress. The model needs a better expression.
Niiiice. Again on the cleavage thing, though.

And, of course, the dress I wore for Formal Tolo.

Also: The Three Rules for Passing High School for Smart Students:
1. Learn how to lie with a straight face. To your parents, your teachers, your coaches, everyone. Just know when and when not to do it. When you have a three-hundred-point project or an emotional crisis is not the time. When you have homework for three different classes and a burning resentment of your friend and your ex-or-maybe-not-crush possibly getting together is.
2. Learn how to type reallyreally fast, so when you get to school in the morning and realize you have a paper due next period, you can type it up and print it out in the library before the bell rings.
3. Learn time management. That is to say: Okay, I can do this before I go to bed, this before school starts, this while announcements are being read, this at lunch, this while I'm watching CSI:NY, this is while Mom's at Jazzercise and thinks I have no homework...

Hey, they work for me!