i like the library and the people and books inside of it
TOP THREE FAVORITE LIBRARIANS:
1. The lady with the birthmark on her cheek that always asks sweet and relevant questions.
2. The man who has a tennis ball cut in half that he uses as a puppet. I am not kidding. The cut acts as a mouth, and he drew little eyes on it. He holds it up in the air and starts talking with it. Most amazing three seconds in recent memory.
3. The older lady who makes me stare at pictures. She is not really a favorite, just a filler for this list. I am sorry, dear lady librarian, but it is true. When you are up against a birthmark and a talking tennis ball, it is hard to win.
Today was really something. I stood in the parking lot for a half-hour talking to this middle-aged photographer who is in my math class. She has worked for places like Disney and the like, and the whole time all I could think of was how warm my feet felt in these black shoes I borrowed.
Later on, Erin referred to my hair as a "beast" and I thought this was too funny. Seriously, I was born with The Beast and I am never going to cut it or straighten it again. If you had a Beast, you'd understand. It's just not worth it.
This summer is going to be so perfect. I cannot wait for the dinner parties and the fancy iced tea parties and pretty much everything that I wrote down on my HAGS List. The F.Sibs are going to NYC next week. Third person talking, alright.
the end.
1. The lady with the birthmark on her cheek that always asks sweet and relevant questions.
2. The man who has a tennis ball cut in half that he uses as a puppet. I am not kidding. The cut acts as a mouth, and he drew little eyes on it. He holds it up in the air and starts talking with it. Most amazing three seconds in recent memory.
3. The older lady who makes me stare at pictures. She is not really a favorite, just a filler for this list. I am sorry, dear lady librarian, but it is true. When you are up against a birthmark and a talking tennis ball, it is hard to win.
Today was really something. I stood in the parking lot for a half-hour talking to this middle-aged photographer who is in my math class. She has worked for places like Disney and the like, and the whole time all I could think of was how warm my feet felt in these black shoes I borrowed.
Later on, Erin referred to my hair as a "beast" and I thought this was too funny. Seriously, I was born with The Beast and I am never going to cut it or straighten it again. If you had a Beast, you'd understand. It's just not worth it.
This summer is going to be so perfect. I cannot wait for the dinner parties and the fancy iced tea parties and pretty much everything that I wrote down on my HAGS List. The F.Sibs are going to NYC next week. Third person talking, alright.
the end.