personal narrative // i have to write this for school // this is a rough draft

                I had always thought it was cliché when people said the weather matched their mood, but today it matched mine. The afternoon sky was gray, and it was raining intermittently so that as soon as you pulled out your umbrella it stopped and as soon as you put it away it picked back up again. Summers in western Washington are lovely, but this day in early June was convinced we were back in gray and gloomy winter. Walking to my car in the student parking lot after school, I was alone and unhappy, mulling over all of the problems that were plaguing me that day. My best friend wasn’t talking to me, and I didn’t know why. My senior year of high school was drawing to a close and I was tired of school, yet at the same time afraid of the changes that were coming all-too-soon and also not-soon-enough. I was tired of fighting with my parents about stupid things that didn’t really matter but were ruining my last few weeks at home. And I was worried about having the money to pay for college. My aunt had offered me a job with her -- but she lived in Colorado, literally a thousand miles away from my home and my friends. But would that even matter if my friends weren't talking to me and my parents were always mad at me? I sighed as I reached my car, dubbed “Nicely-Nicely” by a friend, and unlocked the passenger door so that I could reach across the seats and unlock the driver’s side door from the inside.

embarrassing.

my life is an embarrassing situation. i'm used to it.

but the most truly embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me? story. once upon a time i was working on a drama production, and the girls were using the boys restroom as a dressing room. after we had all cleaned out and were backstage before the show, one of the girls discovered she had left her bag or something in the boy's bathroom, so i went to go look for it. audience people were already there waiting in line, buying tickets.... using the bathrooms...... so i walked in to the men's restroom (which wasn't weird since we'd been using it for hairspray, makeup, etc.) but it WAS weird because a man was in there using the urinal for its intended purpose. i won't go in to details. but it was. embarrassing. and awkward. but not the most embarrassing thing of my life, because i am sadly used to that sort of thing happening. no, the MOST embarrassing part of my life was AFTER the show, when said man approaches me and begins to TALK about our lovely bathroom encounter. in front of everyone. ummm..... what exactly is the proper response to, "hey, i remember you! from the bathroom! you saw me peeing!!"
....... it was awk. i gave uncomfortable laughter. and the man would not shut up. he just kept talking about it. i do not know why. he was probably a psycho. 


the end.

Prizzom :)

i love these boys :)

dinner atop the space needle - we had a lovely view of seattle :)

lessons from prom dress shopping

My children will never go hungry
Ross employees can only count to 8. 
Ross employees need you to put your items on a rack before they can count them.
Arthur feels the need to carry a knife with him in Edmonds
Every prom dress in the world is disgustingly revealing
White = wedding, Black = funeral, Red = no
Arthur feels threatened by small asian women
Zippers hate me
Did I mention that my children will never, EVER go hungry?
Arthur likes weird dresses. Like cement that fades to light cement that fades to mermaid… large enough to hold a baby inside with me. No joke.
I’m more awkward than I ever thought I could be
Wearing matching outfits makes me extremely uncomfortable
I love yellow + navy
The best place to hide a dress? In the 3x plus size section. No one ever looks there. (I hope…..)
I love arthur. :) :)

together on prom night :)