February Formal...Guys. Ugh.

Right now all anyone is talking about is the February Formal. Ugh! ugh! Ugh!
Getting dressed up in expensive dresses renting limos and crap. I can't think of anyone in the school (besides me) who isn't all about who's going with who.

Even Jean is talking about if Derek is going to ask her or not. She thinks I'm just being bitchy. Whatever. I mean, I don't have a boyfriend, the guys are still being assholes--so it's not like I want one of them to ask me.

I can imagine that one:
(Bryan, Kiran and Steve would be standing there in one of their clumpy groups)
Asshole#1: Uh, Raven, you wanna go to the formal?

Me: No. Not really.

Asshole#2: Why not? You could be pretty if you got a low cut dress. You got a rack under that t-shirt.

Asshole #1: Yeah, Tony said he saw you changing in gym. He bets--

Me: Fuck off

Assholes 1+2: Yeah! When?!

*sigh* I tell you school shouldn't be like this. I don't need to deal with jerks alllllll the time. I swear that's why the library is my favorite place. I can sit in there and no one can bother me. They might sit at their tables and poke fun at me--but they have to do it quietly and I can read my books or do some writing and just pretend the assholes don't exist.

And yea, for what it's worth, if there WAS a nice guy at this school--one who didn't think I was a weirdo, or fat, or just something you try to lay, I'd go out on a date. Maybe even the dance...I mean, I've never been to one before.
But there isn't.
They're all jocks, or geeks or guys who really think that they are gods gift to women. (and they're not. Someone like Garrett Hedlund, ok, yea. Or even someone like Alex Pettyfer or Logan Allerman...but these guys? What gives them the right to think they can expect ANYTHING from me? Huh?)

So No. I don't want to go to the February Formal.
I wouldn't mind a nice dress and someone handsome & romantic to take me out to dinner in it (although what would we talk about? I'd have nothing in common with anyone).

*sigh* *sigh*
Oh, yea, I turned in the House of Mirth essay yesterday. I was like one of only 10 of us who did it. Bunch of lame asses. What's even more lame was Mr.Walker extended the deadline for the rest of them to hand it in by Thursday. Jerk. Why?

Why does life have to suck?

I'm serious. Why does life always have to suck so badly?

Jean says it's mostly because my sister won't leave well enough alone. And I guess she's mostly right.  IF Shay could keep out of my business everything'd be ok. I mean it's been what--almost three years now since mom & dad left me to go to Turkey--and--1 year and 8 months since they went missing. They seemed to think leaving me with Jean's family was a good enough arrangement. Why can't Shay just suck it up?

Before you think I'm just whining for no reason--you've got to realize that I'm finally finding some friends in my classes, and Jean's parents don't mind me staying with them. So everything's good. Why break what's not broken? Huh? Why?!!

Whatever. She's so stupid even if she does have a great job & a car. She called the other night and left a message on my cell phone. She wants to talk to me--which I know means that she wants something. She either wants me to do something or she's planning on doing something. I heard Jean's mom on the phone yesterday and I think she was talking about me.....So maybe it was Shay. I dunno.

Anyway I have to get to work on my English homework. 5,ooo word essay on The House of Mirth. Bleh.