Prom

Ahhh we start with the tradition that has captivated every generation since… (quick google search) meh who cares when it started… surprisingly as a dude I am excited though I laugh at the fact that people plan from grade 11 and I have about 6 weeks until Prom… No date… No Suit… No Car… But it will all change soon, my grandma has hooked me up with this old dude who owns an excellent vintage classic car and who will drive for free or a good tip that will pay for some Johnnie Walker. Any-who my suit will have a purple vest and exquisite jacket… Tailored pants… the only problem is the date… yah I know man up! Balls in front, chest out ask the bitch right… not as easy as it sounds caused I have such a fear of rejection… but so does everyone else… Practise dancing are being held mornings at my school and may I say that one of my friends tell me the babes be many like fish in the sea… so God or Luck or whatever deity you may follow may be on my side… to conclude I am going down to the Gold Coast to shred shit up and when I get back school will almost be over… it is going to be soooo emotional…