June 11, 2000
Today is Sunday. The semi-formal on Friday could easily be called the most magical night of my life. It's not that any specific event or events made it that way, it was just the whole atmosphere about it. My hair was done in a mass of perfectly shaped, bobby-pinned, and hair-sprayed curls on the back/top of my head, with tiny twists of hair leading into it around my whole head, topped with a gorgeous tiara. All of my friends got their hair done similarly, but none with a tiara. With my lavender, ballroom-style prom dress, I felt like Cinderella. [Did I mention I had a tiara?]
The decorations at the dance were spectacular - the theme was Hollywood 2000 and the walls were covered with creative representations of famous movies all throughout the past century, like The Wizard of Oz and even South Park! There was also an entire corner devoted to snacks, complete with a fake popcorn machine. [Why was it fake? That seems disappointing.]
Steven looked adorable in his suit and tie, as did all the other guys. I was with Steven almost the whole night, and he got me a rose! I felt like a princess dancing in his arms, especially when he lifted me around the waist so my toes were just above the ground and danced with me like that for a whole song, so we could really be "cheek to cheek." All in all, the evening was amazing. I'll put a picture in here when I get them developed.
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The UnSlut Project
Non-FictionI was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a...
