creep

i wrote this post on theooze. i just like it so i thought i'd post it here. I would love to read this a s a monologue.

I have a story. i always have a story.

when i was in forth grade i was a total dork.

have any of you seen 'welcome to the dollhouse'?

well i was like that. but worse.

so i went to this agricultural fair with my mom one weekend in the spring and came home with a bag of fried worms. they were meal worms - little guys. they tasted like burnt potato chips if you closed your eyes. So i brought them to school on monday thinking that if eating worms didn't make me cool, nothing would. I kept them in my desk until lunch and then i took them out and started popping them in my mouth and smiling like an idiot.

everyone was horrified. My worms were confiscated, my parents were called and i got sent to the guidiance counsler.

so fast forward a few years i'm sitting in home room - sophmore year. I'm still weird. Rumor has it that i'm a vampire, that i did horrible things on the back of a marching band bus and that i can read minds. so there is this set of twins in my homeroom - both cute and skinny with a cool car and a wardrobe of abercrombie sweaters.

they drop a bag of fried meal worms on my desk and smile bringing up that fateful day in fourthgrade when i though eating bugs would make me cool.

i sat there thanked them kindly and ate everything in the bag and asked if they had anymore.


it was deja vu all over again - they called my parents and sent me to guidiance and didn't listen when i swore i was being harrassed by this evil pair.

my mom was proud of me

everyone knew about it by lunch. two years later, i'm stil smiling knowing that in twenty years, people are gonna show me off in their yearbooks as that freaky psychic girl who ate bugs.

bring it on :)