adventures as a prom spectator

this is in reference to the post immediatly prior to this one... its late. the pillow is beckoning. i can hear it. the pillow. so. i saw a lot of sparkles. and ruffles. cute couples with baby faces. akward stances. AND KIDS I USED TO BABYSIT happened to be the subjects i found myself peering at. (oh, entertainment in a small town-- i love you.) i realized they were old. the guys grew up and wore their hair shaggy-- the girls grew up and wore their hair pinned up with flowers. it was fun. but it was odd. i am growing up and i usually forget that unless i see the growth in another. old-ness. and yeah, i stood agian in the halls of boyceville high school. wow. good night. oh, and i kept getting handed cameras-- so i took pictures too. even though two of them were the one time use deals and i would have to wait a long time for the flash. smile-----------------------------hold it i think it is coming---------------SMILE--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------click and flash. beautiful.