...Well, if you insist....



Recalling her Childhood by ~en-miettes on deviantART


My favorite shot from my Spring Break mini-shoot with Bethers. We need to do it again sometime with weather-appropriate clothing and exercise-appropriate shoes!!!

Sigh...there's nothing like summer to bring people you never wanted to see again home. No...I'm not totally serious about that statement. Well okay, I might be. I was at a stop light the other day and this car pulls up and the two occupants start squealing and making just this general ruckus.

"Ohmigosh MEGAN!!!!" they squeal.

And so I look at them (because that's precisely what you should never do when at a stop light upon noticing that some strange girls are screaming your name at the top of their lungs) and I DO NOT RECOGNIZE THEM IN THE SLIGHTEST. So I kind of give them a, "Oh hey..." very quietly whilst hoping that nobody associates me with them and praying desperately for the light to change.

And then they go: "Ohmigosh do you REMEMBER Girl Scouts?! We should get together sometime!!"

Upon which I do recall who they are and the fact that we haven't been at a Girl Scouts meeting together since maybe the....fifth grade? And I also seem to recall them not speaking to me for...perhaps almost ten years? Oh yeah...I really want to get together with them....not.

So then the light changes and I'm left wtf-ing for the rest of the day.

I mean, really. It's okay by me if, after being away at college for some time, you realize that my stunning wit and brilliant beauty and subsequent lack thereof has ruined your college experience and you would now like to become closer with me. Really, that's fine. But do not pretend like we are OMGSUPERBFFS!!! for no apparent reason and expect me to go along with that charade. How inauthentic do you think I am? Honestly, if you are going to ignore me for ten or however many years, then do not expect me to get all OMGFANGIRLY when I see you next.

Ugh.

I hate people like that.

I mean, it's alright if someone comes up to you like that and, in a fight-or-flight sort of response, you react in the same way for sheer lack of a better reaction, but the person who intimates that sort of thing, expecting that just because you went to the same high school you'll want to stay up late and braid each other's hair and whatnot is RIDICULOUS. Get some sense of reality! You don't know me, I don't don't know you, and this one-sided charade is sickening.

Blech.

Anyways, I now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.