Saturday, November 17, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
The clothes, the skills, even the vocabulary to discuss 'girliness' all passed me by during my formative years. I never learned how to put on makeup, throw together an outfit, or do my hair.
I can do a French braid, but I'm talking really do hair. Smooth and fluffy like all the other girls.
Recently, I've been making more of an effort. I am trying.
But I'm not there yet.
So, if I sometimes do the wrong thing... wear the wrong color... have frizzy hair... laugh too loud.
It's not that I don't care. It's just that I'm not there yet.
It has been pointed out by the cutest guy at the third middle school I attended (yes, third) that I haven't posted in a while.
Thanks, Clinton, I have been busy.
I promise to post more in the future. I love you all, and I leave you with the certain knowledge that right now at this very moment I am sticking out my tongue at you.