HSM
is 10
years
old..
Once a wildcat, always a
wildcat.
Tomorrow is my 18th
birthday! :D
Up all night,
dreaming about guess who.
dreaming about guess who.
So yesterday we had a dance.
For the slow dances, I was asked once to dance and asked 4 guys to dance
I was the only one who know how to 2 Step, drop it low, and twerk (I didn't really tweak to much though).
I was apparently the "best dancer" at the dance and was stared down by so many eyes I felt like I was in a crystal ball.
First time in a while I 100% enjoyed myself n a while.
For the slow dances, I was asked once to dance and asked 4 guys to dance
I was the only one who know how to 2 Step, drop it low, and twerk (I didn't really tweak to much though).
I was apparently the "best dancer" at the dance and was stared down by so many eyes I felt like I was in a crystal ball.
First time in a while I 100% enjoyed myself n a while.
I just got back from a Model UN
competition conference at Harvard.
Rosegrams are tradition there (you buy a rose, write a note and send it to someone) and the director woul read the messages out loud while distributing them. One session, I got a rose. He started reading the message, which said, "You have beautiful hair, a gorgeous face, and a hot body. So point of personal priviledge (what you say when you have a question), be my date to the dance tonight?" Which was obviously followed by "ooooh"'s and catcalls.
But there was more.
"I have seen the scars on your wrists and I know you haven't eaten the entire weekend. I just want to make you feel beautiful again."
As soon as my director read out the word "scars"I panicked - my face went blank and I just kept mouthing "stop stop" at him. He realized after a second and stopped, mumbling the rest of the message.
But it was too late, because the entire room had gone silent from their cat calls, and every single eye in the room was on me as I walked back to my seat.
There were 400 people in my committee, and every single person heard that rosegram message to me being read out. 400 people that I had to continue working with knew about the scars and empty stomachs.
Rosegrams are tradition there (you buy a rose, write a note and send it to someone) and the director woul read the messages out loud while distributing them. One session, I got a rose. He started reading the message, which said, "You have beautiful hair, a gorgeous face, and a hot body. So point of personal priviledge (what you say when you have a question), be my date to the dance tonight?" Which was obviously followed by "ooooh"'s and catcalls.
But there was more.
"I have seen the scars on your wrists and I know you haven't eaten the entire weekend. I just want to make you feel beautiful again."
As soon as my director read out the word "scars"I panicked - my face went blank and I just kept mouthing "stop stop" at him. He realized after a second and stopped, mumbling the rest of the message.
But it was too late, because the entire room had gone silent from their cat calls, and every single eye in the room was on me as I walked back to my seat.
There were 400 people in my committee, and every single person heard that rosegram message to me being read out. 400 people that I had to continue working with knew about the scars and empty stomachs.
STEVE
FAVORITED
AND
COMMENTED
ON MY
QUOTE
