Today is the day, the day of the Sadie Hawkins dance.
Guess where I am? At home, on my bed, watching the second season of Dead to Me on Netflix. While the rest of the school is partying away-I've seen their social media posts and news feeds-I'm at home with a shirt that is two-sizes too big and shorts that is a size too small.
I was being serious when I said I wasn't going to attend, and even though Paris talked to me for over an hour on the phone this evening convincing me to change my mind, I'm firm in my resolve to not be part of a sexist tradition. However, I did buy the snacks I was assigned to get days ago and submitted them to Mariah like an offering. It wasn't a problem to get them, it was just the usual chips, dips, candies and soft drinks. Theo was supposed to help me since we were paired together but I didn't tell him.
