I have been making lots
of pie charts lately by tracing the bottom of my water bottle and then charting things out. I like looking at my perfect circles; mostly because it makes me feel like I have control over something.
I am so confused by everything. I am confused at what I did wrong and why she seems to be so bothered by me lately. I am confused at why my body seems to hate me and what on earth the point of logarithms even is. I am confused at why I can't use "I," "Me," and "My" in an academic research paper. I am confused at why my mother won't let me wear Kaitlyn's t-shirt every day for the rest of my life. I am confused at why I have to shave my legs or sleep or speak French in French class. I am confused at why I can't seem to make up my own mind.
One thing, however, is for sure: When he changed keys, I knew I was in love.
Trigonometry.
All my love,
Addy
3 comments:
ha! your circles! i did something like that last year. i had to have a compass so i could make perfect circles...
Well, if it helps, I give you permission to wear my t-shirt every day for the rest of your life.
Except for when I want to borrow it sometimes to look hip and cool.
Look both ways before you cross the street,
Kaitlyn
Addyaddyaddy.
Party-therapy-chat sesh soon. That's not a request.
It's because we're best friends.
And I haven't even seen your new hair yet, and feel faintly like a traitor for that.
I love you best.
-Avery/Roo
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