Mood:Mellow To Cranky
Song of Choice: "Evolution" by Ayumi
Topic: Pretty?
Days That Have Passed Since I sent Eric's Letter: 12 Weeks and 5 days
I don’t take being called pretty very well. I’m not too sure of myself most of the time. And I feel inadequate. But I think…God pretty much sent me a memo stating that it was all right to think myself to be just a little bit pretty. First boys say girls are pretty/hot all the time so I don’t take them seriously especially if I know them because I think my personality wins anyone over. Like Peter Junior and Geimer would call me pretty if I was ugly because they love me a lot J Simple as that but other people have not been swayed with my sweet ways.
But yesterday at lunch while walking in and out of the cafeteria looking for my friends a cluster of fellows had the nerve to call me hot as I walked by. How do I know it was me? Because there wasn’t another girl around---I know I looked! So that was kinda like…I’m going to go and sit in a corner and just hide.
Then My hero the great Luminer called me as such this was all the proof I needed because her word to me is gold. Much like the words of Tairrie B are to Jonnell and if you know Jonnell you would know that’s A LOT!
Lastly just now a girl hit Ben and so her baby sitter came over to apologize for the action. But as she crossed the yard she ignored my mother and walked straight to me. I was sitting on a stool just perched doing nothing and all of a sudden this girl is cradling my face and touching my hair. I didn’t know what to do so I just sat there and let her examine me turning bright red. Then she got closer and looked at my eyes. The only thing she said was “Green?” I answered “No they change colors--Hazel” She nodded and told me to stand up and then looked me over. She then nodded and said “You’re Pretty and proceeded to talk with my mom.” To say the least it was a scary experience. I was wearing jeans and an oversized shirt—Pretty where?
So yes it was all very very weird.
:: 13 hours later::
Man my mom cut her finger and spent most of the night in the hospital…So tired. I was so scared for most of the night until a certain someone that will remained unnamed called and stayed on the phone with me until I feel asleep! Such a super sweet guy!
::after school::
Man…rough day….I’ll write the details later…because…I’m way to frusterated to do it now maybe tomorrow morning.
Song of Choice: "Evolution" by Ayumi
Topic: Pretty?
Days That Have Passed Since I sent Eric's Letter: 12 Weeks and 5 days
I don’t take being called pretty very well. I’m not too sure of myself most of the time. And I feel inadequate. But I think…God pretty much sent me a memo stating that it was all right to think myself to be just a little bit pretty. First boys say girls are pretty/hot all the time so I don’t take them seriously especially if I know them because I think my personality wins anyone over. Like Peter Junior and Geimer would call me pretty if I was ugly because they love me a lot J Simple as that but other people have not been swayed with my sweet ways.
But yesterday at lunch while walking in and out of the cafeteria looking for my friends a cluster of fellows had the nerve to call me hot as I walked by. How do I know it was me? Because there wasn’t another girl around---I know I looked! So that was kinda like…I’m going to go and sit in a corner and just hide.
Then My hero the great Luminer called me as such this was all the proof I needed because her word to me is gold. Much like the words of Tairrie B are to Jonnell and if you know Jonnell you would know that’s A LOT!
Lastly just now a girl hit Ben and so her baby sitter came over to apologize for the action. But as she crossed the yard she ignored my mother and walked straight to me. I was sitting on a stool just perched doing nothing and all of a sudden this girl is cradling my face and touching my hair. I didn’t know what to do so I just sat there and let her examine me turning bright red. Then she got closer and looked at my eyes. The only thing she said was “Green?” I answered “No they change colors--Hazel” She nodded and told me to stand up and then looked me over. She then nodded and said “You’re Pretty and proceeded to talk with my mom.” To say the least it was a scary experience. I was wearing jeans and an oversized shirt—Pretty where?
So yes it was all very very weird.
:: 13 hours later::
Man my mom cut her finger and spent most of the night in the hospital…So tired. I was so scared for most of the night until a certain someone that will remained unnamed called and stayed on the phone with me until I feel asleep! Such a super sweet guy!
::after school::
Man…rough day….I’ll write the details later…because…I’m way to frusterated to do it now maybe tomorrow morning.
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