Haha, wow, awesome response to the last post! Thanks for guessing, y'all!
Now, the truth revealed:
Does Kendra like death metal?
For the record, 6/9 followers answered FACT.
Heck yes XD FACT.
Congratulations to Izori, kinda JT (I think your answer was cheating ;) :P), Katie G, Tunafish, Cavender (duh ;P), and Milli!
I really don't know why I like death metal. Maybe it's the rebel in me, maybe it's the fact that it almost takes talent to appreciate in itself, maybe it's the fact that lots of metal is in a minor key (something I LOVE). *shrug* I really don't know, but for whatever reason, yes: Kendra likes death metal :)
Well, today is Memory Day. What memory shall I tell you on this wonderful Tuesday?
Ah, I got it. A preschool memory. They're always fun.
Okay, so, I had this boyfriend in preschool.
His name was Jared, he was half African American, and he was very, very good looking. He was fun, funny, and liked to play pretend games with me, or at the very least would put up with it for my sake.
The day I remember most with him was the day the kids in my class mailed our Father's Day cards. All twenty-ish of us got in a line and got to walk (with the teachers, of course) to the post office a couple of blocks over to mail our cards. I had on a red, yellow, and black plaid, pleated skirt that I loved :) Jared and I held hands, skipping, and pretended that we were walking to college. We thought all the big, old buildings around looked like colleges.
Yeah, he was pretty awesome. He was one of the few kids at preschool that I actually liked. -.- To put it mildly, I did not care for some of the kids, especially this girl named Maria.
Maria was always kinda mean, and she especially was to me. She thought she was SO GORGEOUS, but I didn't particularly think so. One day, picture day at preschool, she came up to me in her flouncy little dress and said, "I'm prettier than you are."
I tried to play it off, but even as four-year-old tomboy, the remark hurt me a lot. I really liked my dress, and I had thought I looked nice.
Things got worse the next day. Jared came up to me during playtime and said (I can hear his voice to this day):
"I'm sorry, Kendra, I've got a new girlfriend now."
Cue the *dun dun dunnnnnn* music.
And from perfectly behind him, just like in a bad movie, MARIA stepped out.
Of all the people to be replaced by! *huff* Even as a four-year-old I wasn't much for being dissed ;) I remember being more mad than sad, but I did cry a little at home that day, LOL!
:) Thank you for joining us for a Kendra's Way-More-Vivid-Than-Any-Four-Year-Old-Should-Be-Able-To-Remember Memory.
If you'd still listen to advice from a nut job like me, stick around tomorrow for Advice Day ;)