in six hours and thirty-three minutes i turn a year older. i'm scared of school tomarrow. back in rio rico, they knew not to say a word just buy me a drink at the snack bar adn i was happy. here in brunswick, everyone gave me a sly smile and said not to worry about tomarrow.
i normally don't enjoy the day since i normally have a test (which i do. this date never fails for a test) that or someone weighs me. how do thsy do this? i have no idea. but almost guranteed someone here will try to that or throw me. probably throw me. people in rio rico wouldn't let me walk on the windy days and people here just pick me up and walk around with me off the ground.
it's sad that i know the exact minute i was born(I was born at 2:37 in the morning at Saint Joseph's Hosptal in Miami Florida) but then again i also remember having an asthma attack when i was three months. why? i have no idea but i look at how old i turn, and then i think Abigal and how's she's three now and it makes me feels old. i know a lot of people say that but i seriously get sad when i think about it. i'm not keen on getting older but's that's just vainity speaking. and the common sense speaking would be that no one stays young forever.
 Island Tomboy · Thu Feb 26, 2009 @ 01:13am · 0 Comments |
