drawing out your black square...

i let her braid my hair in two stunted rows that stick out like mid.winter tree branches...it's a midget forest....it's time to drink more water...grow up big and strong...
i once bit down on a glow stick at a school dance...when i dance, i dance like i'm trying to jump out of my clothes...my mouth filled with warm penny flavored liquid...i spit it on the girl making the face at my mishap...a few years later that girl decided she didn't want to be my friend, which i didn't mind because i thought she was too tall anyway...i'm a size.ist...
for a week i thought the glow stick penny goo was going to slowly taint my blood stream and eventually kill me at random during a class....if i had my way, i would have wanted it to be math...not just math...but algebra 2....the teacher was a drunk and kept beer in his bottom drawer....he was also the wrestling coach...and had terrible posture...i can't even tell you how he smelled...
still, if i saw him at fred meyers today i'd be more likely to say hi to him than most of my so-called friends....
tomorrow i'm taking my kinky slept-on braids and painting something on the neighbors fence....