So a while back, I did this art trade with a real awesome girl on Youtube called Winter's Art and we became pretty good friends I'd like to think. All of the sudden though after a month or two of having her channel, she disapeared. I tried to email her, but her email no longer exsists. I'm pretty worried about her honestly. I just really want to know if she's alright, ya know? *Sighs* 

So besides that whole thing, my high school's prom was on Saturday and I honest-to-Celestia can't even look through my Facebook, Instagram, or Snapchat without seeing pictures of all my friends having such a great time. All my girls looked so beautiful and my boys.... Oh my boys looked so handsome. Especially my best friend. I don't know how to express how I felt when I saw the pictures of him and the rest of my old friends. The only way I can kinda express it it that it hurt. It hurt so bad it brought tears to my eyes. I miss Beaker (best friend) and the others so much.... That shouldv'e been me in the pictures with them. I shouldv'e been there for his Junior prom, my Senior prom. Instead I spent my Saturday sleeping in and hoping that they have a good time.

Why couldn't I have gone, you ask? Well, technically I wouldv'e been a Senior this year if I hadn't been forced by my parents to take the GED (General Equivilency Degree) test. I never even got to go to my own Junior prom because Mom forgot to help me get tickets. A lot of people say that prom is overrated, but I don't really care. It's a chance to see my friends outside of school, a chance to dress up and look pretty, a chance to get out of the house. It meant so much to me and I couldn't go.

Okay, okay, take a deep breath Blue. *Breaths deeply* Alright, I'm fine. Don't worry, it takes more than this to seriously.... *Bursts into tears* DARNIT! Sorry guys, I know this is a lot like a rant, but I can't help it. I didn't just want to be there, needed to be there. I need them more than they will ever understand. I need them so much, but I can't even see them.... *Sighs* 

At least Beaker is going to try and invite me to his Senior prom since I would still be able to go legally. He knows how much that meant to me.

Sorry about the rant guys and for those of you who actually read this all the way through, I applaud you. Thanks for deeling with my feelings. BlueBook out~