I still remember a lot of my “friend fights” and the reason we started them in the first place. I remember the cardboard dividers used for tests back in the day. I remember collecting box tops for my teacher because our school was broke. I remember complaining to my 3rd grade teacher because he always assigned me to a seat at the edge and he told me “Steffany, you.. will always be at the edge.” And he was right. I remember almost breaking a girl’s wrist because she snatched some papers out of my hand and she pissed me off. I remember walking at the upper playground when I hit 4th grade thinking I was a badass because all the 3rd graders and below had the blue playground and I was now at the red. I remember singing at the talent show thinking I was all cute with my best friends at the time singing a song straight from the radio (which I later found out the meaning of and it was so inappropriate lol). I remember “Heads up, Seven Up” was THE game… But there was always that person that screwed everything up. Double dutch. Wall ball. Four square. Colorful parachutes. Hopscotch. Tether ball. Coloring. Coloring was my shit.
Good times.
I’m getting real tired of this shit. I’ve been stuck like this for 2 hours now, no lie. Procrastination at its finest.
Typed the header… Thought that was enough… Got up, made me coffee… Sat down…. Typed the title… Sat down… Stared at the screen… Stared at the keyboard… Stared at the wall… Stared at my hands…. Typed ‘NO’… Bolded the words… Changed the font size to 42pt…
I feel like that is enough for the night.
Gosh, I freakin’ love Grayson. I forgot I had this on my phone.
“So High” by John Legend, a snippet covered by Grayson Coney
polynasian:
Excuse my awkwardness, I didn’t know where to look. But my friend sings pretty gee, don’t ya think?
WHAAAAAAAA?!
