Preference

Tonight was magic. I felt classy. I felt sophisticated. I felt pretty, even though my hair was surely a mess and my teeth will always be distracting. My date was snazzy, sharp, and wearing a tux. My date was Logan, St. Logan, who was charming and witty and kind. My group was beautiful: Caitlin and Cam, Janelle and the long lost Brett, Erin and Tony, and my favorite Breather. Or Hayden. Or Heathen. You know who I mean.

We froze to death taking pictures. We ate fancy pizza. We danced to "Radioactive" like none other. We got locked out and went on a walk to Caitlin's house. We devoured crepes. We laughed. We sang. We danced. Mostly, we laughed. We were just happy.

I love those people so much. I love Logan. I'm so lucky to be friends with him, I can't even tell you. I'm falling asleep and it's screwing with my blog. Good night.