I'm a No Show...

As its turned out I decided against going to Homecoming, so I didn't even bother to set my alarm for before 7 pm. I was hoping to sleep through most of it so I wasn't depressed or angsty thinking about what I was missing. Besides, I had told at least one of the gals that I wasn't even sure if I was going, and they assumed I was going and that I was giving them a ride.

So I wake up to find out one of them is on the phone from my dad (she called him a liar when he said I was asleep. Heh. Well, at first she thought he was me, a mistake a lot of people make), she was wondering why I hadn't picked them up yet.

It hurt so much to tell her that I wasn't going. They probably think I'm ditching them. Yes, staying home as alone as I would've been at the dance is "ditching" (sarcasm). I just have no decent reason to go... and nothing but reasons why to stay away from the congregation of couples in one of the school's gyms...

I feel bad about it, though. There was some hope for a good time, such as being able to slow dance with... *edited out* nevermind. I'm beginning to ramble and almost say "too much"...