In order for you to understand the full extent of my adventure, I have composed a list of things that I have been kicking myself for doing over the years. At least they make for good stories.
~Lit my uncle's pants on fire.
While he was wearing them
~Wore ridiculous tye-dye hat to the Alamo (resulted in some awful pictures and hat-head)
~Told the kid I had a crush on in 1st grade that I wanted to marry him (very awkward to write about)
~Proceeded to write in my billions of pink sparkly diaries about said crush
~Tripped a kid while roller skating, making me fall and then making another person fall on top of me in front of the whole grade
~Completely failed my audition for play because I got freaked out by a guy in a suit that was watching the auditions
~Screamed "Oh the humanity" during English class when we were talking about the Hindenburg, resulting in the sub lecturing us about the seriousness and tragedy of the event. She then made me explain why I had said that, and the importance of the event. I had only watched a documentary about it and that was all I remembered from it. I may or may not have made up a story about a small boy who lost his parents and sister in the explosion (VERY dramatic reenactment followed)
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Tales of an Awkward Anti-social
HumorJust a small town girl living in a lonely world. She wanted to take the midnight train, but alas, she was stuck doing math.
