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Because Jen and Kay said that I didn't post enough, and I could never let my gym class posse down, I present a scene from my evening, in which I am forced to suffer through senior pictures and my photographer is a rather creepy old man:
RATHER CREEPY OLD MAN: (gruff laughter) So, Jennifer, you got a boyfriend?
ME: (primly) No, boys aren't so much my thing.
RCOM: Oh, I see, too busy playing the field, huh?
ME: (warning glare) Not exactly.
RCOM: So, you must be into other things, then, huh? What is it: sports? An instrument?
ME: Actually, it's girls.
RCOM: (clears throat and begins tinkering with camera, not meeting my gaze again)
So, in spite of that incident (or perhaps because of it), today is absolutely beautiful. One more day of high school, and then I'm out for good--endings don't come so easily, now, but I'm finding such joy in beginnings, these days.
I'm off to write letters to teachers who have changed me (after writing so often to you, it seems that all I can write are love letters--the effect is just a bit unsettling). Hope that everyone is having a beautiful night!
(Jana-baby, call again tonight and my night will be that much brighter--although I might never stop blushing.)
RATHER CREEPY OLD MAN: (gruff laughter) So, Jennifer, you got a boyfriend?
ME: (primly) No, boys aren't so much my thing.
RCOM: Oh, I see, too busy playing the field, huh?
ME: (warning glare) Not exactly.
RCOM: So, you must be into other things, then, huh? What is it: sports? An instrument?
ME: Actually, it's girls.
RCOM: (clears throat and begins tinkering with camera, not meeting my gaze again)
So, in spite of that incident (or perhaps because of it), today is absolutely beautiful. One more day of high school, and then I'm out for good--endings don't come so easily, now, but I'm finding such joy in beginnings, these days.
I'm off to write letters to teachers who have changed me (after writing so often to you, it seems that all I can write are love letters--the effect is just a bit unsettling). Hope that everyone is having a beautiful night!
(Jana-baby, call again tonight and my night will be that much brighter--although I might never stop blushing.)