Yoyoyo! We're at the home of the one the only Sakura, ready to rock and roll this joint and smoke the crowd! Follow me as we see if Sakura can dress for success!

'I hate you.'

You know it is actually really frightening to me that you can hate yourself that much.

'You know I was sort of adopted by a gang like a puppy and have achieved outcast status at school, some would call that enough to allow some self-loathing.'

Yeah well as your inner I really find it degrading the way you shove me into the mud puddle of situations.

'The mud puddle of situations?'

Yeah, you know the mucky parts of things that you try to work around but then you end up just stepping in and feel completely depressed and they ruin your day.

'You mean life.'

See that's what I'm talking about, just because you have a couple bad life experiences you choose to fling me into them while you maintain dry feet.

'Inner. Can we just go about this in a normal way.'

No, because guess what? You aren't normal and you need to start thinking about things in a more uplifting way rather than jumping from one situation to the next. It's like playing a Legend of Zelda game all the way through without doing a single side quest. While it's great and you're the hero of the story, it was a really exhausting journey just going checkpoint to checkpoint. It's the sidequests that keep you sane and allow you to just have fun, get to know people, and not overthink every little thing. It's the fun things like getting ready and going to prom that you get to look back on and think that was fun and I'm glad I did that sidequest.

'Your references are strangely uplifting.'

Thank you, I feel the Legend of Zelda compares to life very well.

'Even breaking into everyones houses to break all their pots and steal their money?'

It's a hard knock life.

'I see.'

So what are you going to do?

'I guess I'll pick out a dress.'

You'll what?

'I'll pick out a dress.'

What?

'I'LL DRESS FOR SUCCESS DAMMIT!'

Woah there! Let's not burn the house down, let's just turn the burners down to 350oF.

'Okay step one. Where do I get a dress?'

Well the mall preferably but someone already left there without one… so how about...um...well didn't you buy a new wardrobe?

'Sorry my wardrobe didn't include a prom dress.'

Why not?

'I'll let you figure that one out."

Okay well how about we sacrifice a few virgins to satan and see what we can get for your soul.

'Hey inner?'

What?

'Would you be my soul? 'Cause in that case I would gladly take that solution.'

Fine, hint taken. You know I really am trying to help. Like it or not, I'm like youre fucked up conscience.

'Well you are fucked up."

And damn proud of it. I have confidence something you need. Hiding behind your pride then pouting and whining about everything to me is not really the best solution to your problems buddy.

'Why not, its worked up until now.'

Up until now you've had a possy of wannabe friends shielding you from the shitstain that is life.

'So then how do I have confidence when I'm going to be ridiculed by everyone there.'

Look I doubt it will end perfectly, or even that well to say the least but you won't be "that person" who didn't go to prom.

'I'll still be the person who doesn't belong there.'

What give everyone else the right to be there then? What do the girls have three boobs and know how to read your mind? Do the guys breathe fire and underneath their flesh suits really dragons because that would be so bad ass but doesn't give them anymore right then you to be there. Unless its for triboobed psychics and disguised dragons which I highly doubt but if that were the case then we'd already be there.

'Tri-boobed psychics?'

Yeah I was more focused on the dragon men…

'And tri-'boobed women reading peoples minds just came up?'

Woah, your head. I just plucked a thought from it.

'I'm pretty sure I've never thought of tri-boobed psychics.'

You have now.

'This is like freaking plant porn all over again.'

Hey now, plant porn has nothing to do with this.

'Good, it scarred me.'

Did you know Anne Boleyn had three boobs?

'That's just a myth.'

You don't know that.

'They dug up the bodies and proved it.'

Well then… you still have a right to go to your own damn prom.

'Whatever, help me figure out a dress.'

We have some meat in the fridge if you want to pull a Lady Gaga.

A/N: Um… I have no excuse for taking this long. To be honest this isn't even a real chapter it was supposed to be but I never finished it and decided I might as well post it anyway. So um list.

1. I am working on the next real chapter it will be out by Sunday.

2. Me and my friend Kassi co wrote a fanfic called Fandom Conquerors, she is the reason I am continuing this story and is an amazing author so go check it out for her it's the least you can do. It's posted as one of my stories so just click my little name, go ahead, do it.

3. No seriously its her very first fanfic and its great so go read.

4. I'm back bitches.

5. Read and Review

Disclaimer: I do not own any of this okay! Gosh stop harassing me, I don't need no poparazzi.

from a schizophrenic author who is back and hopefully better than ever… actually probably not but you know,

~awesoomepigman