Wednesday, September 23, 2009

when i was a young girl

I was washing my hands in middle school, in the bathroom. I turned around shaking my hands and voom-- bully. She was really big. Really big. And mean, like a bully. I guess my wet little hands splattered her big body because she grabbed my blonde head and slammed it into the tile wall. I walked out with an egg on my forehead.

But, I don't know, I guess being class president had some perks.
I wonder where that girl is now...

and somedays I'm just glad to be out of the system. Unemployed or not.

cp