So this weekend I stayed at a friends house, and after a fun filled day of going to the Twins game, which was by the way fantasitic in the new target feild; oh! and I was on the big screen (score!), we went back to her house and decieded to watch season one of Glee. I AM ADDICTED. It is hillarious. If you havn't seen the show (WATCH IT) it's about a group of teens in high school and a few staff members who have steriotypical personality types to the max. Examples of this could be Puck the sporto jerk who feels the need to prove his masculinity by throwing slushies in peoples faces. Quinn the head cheer leader and head of the chastity club, who is pregnant with Puck's baby who, by the way, is not her boyfriend, but her boyfriends best friend. All of this which is easily found in high school life is portrayed hummorusly in the TV show; and all of this leads me to the subject of prom. PROM. So this year we have 16 people in our group which is really excitig but also stress full because it is rather hard to please 16 people. Then there are those who back out at the last minute, but after a long, dramma filled rout we finaly have 16 people.