Flashback

Have you ever felt like there was one thing you did that made you special? And then someone just took that away from you? Because that happened to me. Not necessarily today, but recently. So do you all remember a few things about me? The things you'll need to know for this is that Alex was once my best friend, but she betrayed me. Now Genevieve is my best friend, and Alex and I are frenemies. Also that I love to write. So it all started way back in math class one day. So we were all done with our work and the teacher said that we could read. Now remember, I prefer writing over reading. So I asked the teacher if I could write instead. Naturally, she got curious and asked why. Then a bunch of my classmates piped in, saying, "Oh, she writes for fun" "She writes stories" "She's gonna be an author" etc. Do you know what it feels like when everybody knows your name? And not because you are their peer, but because you do something that makes you special? Then, when I went home (feeling all purty and stuff), I decided to go on Facebook, just because I was in a good mood. Then, lo and behold, Alex was writing all kinds of things on Facebook. And I don'/t mean writing posts about her life. I mean WRITING kind of writing. Poems and short stories. And that seemed to ruin my perfect day. Thanks, Alex. I told my mom and she scolded me for commiting one of the seven deadly sins (I know them by heart. She didn't actually mention the seven, but she yelled at me for sinning). That would be envy. Also, when we were little, I was the big art person. Then she started doing art. Now no one even remembers what I do except John. He always made me feel special. Genevieve wasn't aware that I even did art, so I don't blame her. Once, in art class during 5th grade, I was working with pastels to make a poster based on a song in VOCALOID, from Rin. I don't remember the composer's name. I can try to attach a picture I had saved, but I think it's still on my iPod (oh quick fact I have an iPod). Anyways, people were walking past my desk, which was next to Alex's, and they passed hers and went 'Woah' and stared. I'm slightly claustrophobic, so I got a headache. Then John walked by. He ignored her and just stared at mine and went 'Woah'. It feels good when someone appreciates you. Now I can look back on that one time in fourth grade. We sat together, all three of us(Genevieve, John, and me), and I hated John. More friend-enemy than crush at the time. Once, he got mad at me for learning his real name, which I thought was actually really nice, and I slugged him in the spine. I got in trouble for that lunch period. Was it worth it? To tell you guys the truth, I can't answer that. I just spent the past 2 minutes trying to figure out what to write. Now I'm all better.

Actually, even though I know that they'd hate me for what I write on here about them, I'd like my classmates to read this. Then, they'd know how I really feel and they could react without the pain of me knowing that they know. If any of you guys are reading this, and you know who is writing this, since I made it pretty obvious, I'll ask you to tell me something. A compliment, like John did. When I'm old enough, maybe I'll tell you guys everyone's real name (after they sign waivers and everything).

So, I guess that's it for today. It was more of a flashback than a blog this time.

So I bid you farewell, and have a magical stay at Walt Disney World Resort!

Disclaimer: I don't own Disney or Facebook. Huh. Isn't it funny how my computer won't recognize my last name as a real word, but it recognizes Disney and Facebook? How do your computers handle these words? I'd like to know.

P.S. Happy St. Patrick's Day!