Alright, alright. I know. I've been bad. What has it been? A month? A month and a week... or three. : /
Who knows right?
Well anyway, I just couldn't. I had waaaayyyy to much to do. Give me a break.
I was trying to think of a clever, witty story to tell you recently, and I came across an old yearbook from when I was 6... oh yes.
So I had a flick through, reminiscing about the old times. I then turned the page to my class photo.
You know when you see a photo of someone and they're like, "Oh, no! That's a terrible photo! I'm so embarrassed!" *blush* but then you see it and it's like a modelling agency came in to coach them into the perfect pose and you're just kind of sitting there like this...
of these:
Try it. Seriously. *Warning* The results may be too beautiful for you to handle, good luck. I'm not even exaggerating. Everyone one else looks adorable or they're strategically looking away from the camera. Some are even backwards! What?
Well not me. I had to go all Mitt Romney on their asses.
So after I had a little chuckle to myself, I started to realise that 1st grade sucked for me. Actually, most of my school years have sucked. I got stung by a bee on my first day. People didn't understand what I was saying because of my New Zealand accent. I had one friend.
Not a good time. Not a good time.
Those years, from when you start school to when you graduate high school are so fucking awkward, I can't even deal. You don't know what you like, who you are, where you want to go. It's ridiculous. It really is.
But once you get past them, oh my, it's wonderful.
I mean, everyone has their ups and downs, sure. I have 20 everyday. But life, in the end, is great. It's so fucking great.
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