i get a little disappointed in myself when i miss a phone call and the number's private and they don't leave a message, like it was a one-chance thing and i failed. or, or they heard my message and decided it just wasn't worth leaving a message. well, sometimes i think that way.
oh, and ms. kaneesha's totally doing my hair for twenty, 'cause ms. lyons is friends with her, and ms. lyons likes me. i haven't had cornrows in a very very long time, not since i lived with the steeles. little mestizo with auburn cornrows. what. i've been thinking a lot about how i might want to thank the steeles, really how to express my gratitude in general. they're always happy to see me, and they're kinda proud of me and all, i dunno, we're family but i don't share their blood.
i get to thinking about how i'm supposed to show that i was worthy of all that's been sacrificed for me. how do i show i was and am worth it? i've got a tonne to give.