Your life is a joke, mines a sham.

Blinded by the sun.

The rest of pre school went a little bit better. We colored pictures and made cakes. Played with our class pet which was a guinea pig (thank god). We would have water day and play on the playground. It was a good life at this point. Until the one day when we were gardening. It was a hot day. As we planted the last of the flowers I looked up and was suddenly staring at the most beautiful creature (or so I thought) on gods green earth. He had a mushroom cut and tan skin. After that I could do nothing but stare. You wonder who invented the phrase "how do you even" that was me when I thought about how do you even talk to boys... This was the moment I should have realized my life was doomed.