Hair, classes and one fashion emergency
posted: Sep 6, 01:02 AM
I have less than forty minutes until my Dad will pick up my friend and then me for the first day back to school, and somehow I find myself typing on a key board to chat with all of you. I could be doing this when I get home. Maybe I should have done it yesterday, but all of that doesn’t matter right now. I’d rather be typing and on some small level connecting with each of you, than, say calling my best friends and asking what they are planning to wear on this fine (but cold) September day.
At first this morning I was worried about my hair, if I had straightened it too much, that kind of thing. Then I was worried if people wouldn’t like what I’m wearing (a black short sleeved sweater,not a hoodie, layered with a nice white t-shirt, jeans, and plaid flats with a little bow on them). I would just like to point out, the plaid on the flats is more “preppy” than “lumber jack”.
Yesterday I was worried about what class I would be in. It turns out I am indeed with my three amazing friends, but I’m also with every single other person I don’t want to be with. The people who are rude and obnoxious because they think they’re “cool”. Let’s just say I’m not one of “them”, but I’m not someone who is on the very bottom of the social totem pole either.
I’m one of the people who is on the outside looking in. I’m one of the locals who have come to see the totem pole in all of its smug, wooden glory. Looking up at it thinking “I wonder who carved that?”.
You would think my thoughts would have been more profound at this point in the conversation, but the truth is, I have no problem with the totem pole. Without it the world would not appreciate honesty and truth. It is sad the proverbial tree had to be cut down for something so shallow. It’s kind of like a step back, something so strong and noble has now become weak and lowly.
Later today:
It’s now after school. Obviously I started writing this before school, and now I’m home. My first day back was O.K, perhaps some of my class mates have changed (even if it’s only a little bit). If there is one thing I learned today, it would be this. Never wear flats when you are planning to walk home.
O.K, so that wasn’t the most enriching statement, but it is what I learned! Hey, give me a break, it was my first day back. Seriously though, maybe the totem pole won’t last forever, I hear after a while wood rots and maybe instead of being that pole and the onlookers, we can all just be the village……
Princess G