I must not be over my breakup yet.

I was in such a good mood this morning, I dressed my best to work. Put me in a GREAT mood – hence all the blogs, but I still think it’s kind of a waste.

Some days, I dress up just so I can feel good – I love to make myself feel pretty, I’ll take any excuse. But most days, it’s for someone. In this case, Mark.

You know how girls get all dressed up for the prom and they all feel like princesses. But if you got all dressed up and looked pretty yet went to the prom alone, it wouldn’t matter how great you thought you looked in the mirror earlier.

So I looked good today. I felt good.

Is it wrong for me to feel disappointed because by the time Mark DID get to see me, I had to change out of my dress due to the dark red stain I got the back and that my hair had long since gone flat and my zits have dried out more than ever so I have these BLACK spots on my face.

Ah well. It would be a waste if he did see me dressed up anyway because guys never notice if you spent 2 hours curling your hair and wearing your best outfit (it only counts if it’s sexy and revealing – but I don’t do that, so…) and woke up early to put your makeup on. They can’t tell the difference. They think you’re pretty every day. Which is supposed to be a compliment.

Still.

Geez. What I’m really fretting about is waiting all day to talk to him but not getting to till 10 minutes before mom comes home and I have to go.

He had a great day though. Jimmy Buffet concert and everything. Good for him.

I still remember when he would pick up the phone even if he was still asleep. Not anymore.

Get over it girl.