this morning i was having a conversation with a friend, and i felt like i was back in middle school again. after i hung up, i just saw myself as this dorky girl in the midst of all of puberty's glory. we're talking drew barrymore in never been kissed kind of behavior. i over-shared. i stumbled over my words. i think i seemed way more enthused than my friend. it was just weird.
and what really blows my mind is that i felt that way pretty much all day long.
i mean...what's with that?
anyway...crossing my fingers...
that this is just me being a girl,
that i am the only one pickin' up on the josie grossy behavior,
and that this feeling is gone when i wake up in the morning.
i guess the good news is that things worked out pretty well for her in the end. prom queen and she gets the boy. done deal.
"can i have 5 minutes on the clock please?"
really hoping that some of you do this too