the girl on fire

as i head closer to the end of my senior year. i’ve been reminiscing on everything in the past. the good the bad the ugly. 

but not gonna lie it’s been a good run. and the more i think about it. the prouder i am of myself.

and even though i always end up trying to get myself down about something I DID. that’s not the way to go about it. a lil positivity is better than zero.

so it got me thinking. looking back.

do you guys remember your first day of kindergarten? 

i do lol.

so for a twist i thought i’d tell yall a lil story kinda thing.

no one:

me: walking in to my kindergarten classroom for the first time. a MONTH in to the year in a full out sparkly tutu dress leggings and a mushroom haircut with bangs.

unfortunately don’t have a pic w the dress but thought you’d like to visualize the haircut. cute ik.

unfortunately don’t have a pic w the dress but thought you’d like to visualize the haircut. cute ik.

yeah i didn’t really get a say in what i was wearing back then. maybe that’s why now i rather be in sweats and t shirt all day every day. honestly nothing better.

i also didn’t talk. like ever. 

like when the teacher called on me and i’d talk out to the class as you’re supposed to. then i’d be told to speak up. the usual. and so i would. and then she’s all like “honey you gotta YELL just yell.”

so here i am YELLING. or what i thought was yelling. and NO ONE COULD HEAR ME STILL.

like what. and you know when you get all hot and you feel the blood rushing to your head. everyone’s eyes on you. like dang i was tiny give me a break. not like i wasn’t TRYING and excuse YOU why’d you think i didn’t raise my hand in the first place. don’t call on me next time!!!!!

sorry i swear i’m over it really.

anyways somewhere along the way i started speaking. more significantly i think around the beginning of 7th grade. and then more. and then a lot. and now i never shut up. people tell me i’m being too loud too often. 

funny how that works. 

and then you know how they talk about those guys that call you ugly and then somehow one day they are all up in your face. 

yea i had to throw that one in there.

FUNNY how that works.

clearly things have changed. and i have learned to appreciate the idea of a chapter. an era. you always need to be reminded of your growth. from a start to an end point. and realize where to go next from there. 

because there’s always another place. another level. another adventure.

best part is it’s yours to find.

ps. i lost a bet so i am inclined to share the rest of my yearbook pics w yall. here’s 1st-5th grade. 

it’s a yikes but enjoy :-)

1st grade

1st grade

2nd grade

2nd grade

3rd grade

3rd grade

4th grade

4th grade

5th grade. end of an era. sorry i’m so embarassing lmaoooo

5th grade. end of an era. sorry i’m so embarassing lmaoooo