So I said, " Yellow, Yellow and cheese..." and they all looked at me like I was crazy. I pointed to thier shirts and said, " Green, Green and milk." Still with a stare, they all looked at thier shirts warily. "HAH!, made you look!" with a chuckle I walked off. I took a turn and went inside the school building. Some may consider me crazy, others may be indifferent. You want to know what I think of me? I Think I'll rule the world some day.
My eyes are constantly wandering around to see what I can do to fool someone, or trick them into my wonderful jokes. Example: Calling the sky purple insdead of blue because at night it seems a dark purple, so it just lightens to "look" blue. When I wear my dark clothes, like "gothic stuff", I pretend to cringe at the sight of darkness. Why? Because light is so overrated.
My mom tried taking me to a mental hospital. You know, where you meet with a lady who makes you talk what you feel. She told me it wasn't normal to do these things any more, im "too old" to demand to wear Footy-Pajamas. What's so wrong with that? I dont "like" wearing socks to bed, they slip off in the middle of the night and my poor feet get cold! Does she wante me to get pnemonia?!
When I got my first kitty, still have him, and I demanded that I can name him...then I demanded that I name him Olive. He was black, like my favorite food...olives. Well, my mother dissaproved of that and asked me to name it a more "pracitcal name" Like...fluffy, or precious...I totally ignored them and always called it Olive, they had to give in.
I am always sure to laugh at any opportunity, even if it isn't that funny. I also make sure that I laugh at least ten times a day. If I dont laught at least ten times, I have to double it the next day just to make up for the time I lost. Laughter time is very precious to me, Laughter heals. I also love to wear a pointed hat that is so ridiculous, just learned the official meaning of that today, its awesome. Many people marvel at it. It's an awesome princess like crown. They all seem to be jealous because they glare and stare at me like they wish they could be me...or have the crown.
My teachers seem to praise me for my individuality and my "unique ways of thinking. But... Im really not trying to do anything, even if I do still have the mentality of a 5yr old, it's just me. I am confident in who I am. I tend to wonder whre every one elses confidence went because I'm constantly seeing masks on thier faces of the kids at my school.
I've only got one question to ask.