"Oh, you beLavenderha! This really ISN’T part of the dare"
I can't decide if it's adorable or pathetic that I wrote stories featuring myself and my classmates while in middle school. On balance, possibly a bit of both. I suppose it signals personal growth, that I'm no longer overwhelmed in embarrassment by the mere thought of it. Plus, some furious Find+Replace'ing to substitute names of Harry Potter characters makes it so easy to see the humour in the otherwise achingly earnest set up. Moreover, it results in grammatical gems like: "We can’t Harryssibly understand what love is for a few years yet." (Yes, I did have a classmate named Po. Very decent chap. Have lost touch with him, but I believe he's doing well.)
I spend way too much time in my own company. But I'm less angsty about that than I used to be, and making progress shifting the balance. No, seriously :P.
I spend way too much time in my own company. But I'm less angsty about that than I used to be, and making progress shifting the balance. No, seriously :P.