I’ve made a sort of promise to myself to enjoy this school year; I’m with my friends all the time, I can walk around during break, and my classes are interesting, so what’s not to enjoy? My only real problems are that Business is confusing and I’m in an Irish class full of people who went to an Irish school and who know way, WAY more of the language than me. Yay.
We wanted to define her, to wrap her up as we did each other, but we could not seem to get past “weird” and “strange” and “goofy.” Her ways knocked us off balance.
-Jerry Spinelli, Stargirl
I have problems with individuality. Not with other people, understand. Just me.
I find it amazing, and wonderful, and inspiring when someone is confident enough to wear something even a little bit unusual, to the extent that I get excited about interestingly patterned tights. There is a girl in my school that wore a flower crown roughly three-quarters of a year ago, and to this day I wish for her confidence, which she probably doesn’t even need to think about, due to her never-ending amazingness FLOWER CROWN FOR GOD’S SAKE