Gotta love preschool...

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I saw one of my preschool teachers in Aldi's (a grocery store) today. I haven't seen her since I was 4, so that brought back some memories. Last time she saw me, I had just lost my best (and only) friend because she moved to Texas, and was pretty positive I was a clone of the other girl in my class with the same name as me. She looked just like me! Dirty blond hair, blue eyes, we even dressed the same! Hell, her sisters have been mistook for being MY sisters! Except she was me 2.0- brilliant, neat handwriting, gave a shit about classwork, was actually quiet and really pretty even for a 5 year old. This helped my self confidence none to learn that there are smarter, prettier versions of me in my town alone. I'm really loud and crap, but I've never wanted to be. She was always my idol I guess because she had friends and I... well, my first friend after Megan was in second grade. And she was the other me's ex-best friend! I really don't know... maybe I'm being over dramatic... I probably am, but this is my rant book so what are you here for otherwise? Not to mention I thought I was straight then, thought there were only two genders, and was an innocent child, but that's a story for another day. Meanwhile, I need to go to bed so ciao.

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