Homecoming

So I totally thought that homecoming was this week. I was totally pumped to go to the dance, and I've been looking forward to it for the whole week. Sad face, as I was corrected at youth tonight. Also, the Pole Bash is this weekend, and I plan on stopping by Carrie, so let me know when I can come ok? Also, some exciting news, Wes might go into a fraternity, which would go uncontested by me, seeing as how every song lyric that comes out of his mouth is another brain cell committing suicide inside my head. I literally think every song is another 5 minutes shaved off my life, not to mention the 3 minutes of horror actually enduring the song. And his, "Yeah, what!" and "Take it b****!" are really annoying, not to mention tonight as I type this I'm being assulted by a Nickleback mashup. I. HATE. YOU. WES. Please go and drink away your college days at SAE. I'm begging.