I think I'm being followed

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Kids. They do the darndest things.

Today, I played a solo and a quartet in front of some judges. I was so nervous, but the judge told me I'd looked calm. Yesterday, I went to my friends slumber/birthday party. A lot of girls went and it was fun. I wished I could've stayed the night, but sadly I had to wake up super early. We did so many things and it was cool getting to know people outside of school. They're like completely different people. Crazy, and not afraid. But if anyone asks, we braided each others hair, had pillow fights, and talked about feelings. One of my new friends said that it sounded like a start of a porno, and I simply replied, "you would know".

Last week, I answered the door to my little neighbor. And the first thing he said to me was, "you're gorgeous!". And I laughed and said the same, amused he remembered our little game. I would call him what he thinks are girl words and then he would call me them. In a way, it's his "I know you are, but what am I?". Then the little girl, Emy, ran up to me, like in those overly cheesy love movies. She would run in slow motion, arms held out for an embrace calling my name, and I would drop to my knees so I could hug her. But seriously, it was too adorable. Especially with the chalk stains on her face.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

I will break into your thoughts with what's written on my heart