Prom & Fishing

I refuse to go to prom. Prom is gay. xD

It is a gambling/Las Vegas theme, and there will be small amount of controlled gambling, all that other shizz... But that's just stupid. About two months ago, my boyfriend and I looked at each other and we decided that we did not want to go to prom. Prom, as I said before, is gay.

Other than that, here in Minnesota, it is fishing opener. That means that all the lakes in Minnesota (all ten thousand of them) are open for fishing. We decided to do that instead.

So, today, after my pregnant sister's baby shower, I am going to go fishing until 10 pm, catching tons of fish. Maybe. I kind of suck at fishing, and have only caught about five fish in my entire lifetime... so this shall be interesting. I'm not looking forward to embarrassing myself in front of my boyfriend, but there has been worse. He's seen my lady parts, I don't think he's going to think I'm going to be a freak for not liking the taste of fish and freaking out when I have a fish on the line.

Wow, this shall be interesting. *O*

Oh, also, last night, I had a fit. A depression fit. It wasn't fantastic... at all. I painted out my feelings, and I also went for a walk. It sucked, hard. It was very uncomfortable for me to do anything, and I felt like burying myself in a hole and never coming out again. It was a down night, and my boyfriend was worried about me. I said "I'm sorry" when I snapped at him, so I'm planning on keeping it to myself next time. I mean, it's not like I'm going to do anything overly stupid.

... Right?