1. I went to Smith's in grey sweatshorts, a white v-neck, flakey mascara, and my cargo jacket with the collar standing up because it makes me feel in charge. I thought about wearing my new red shoes instead of the old brown loafers--the new red suedey shoes that were $6.24 and have a mini wedge heel. They are a size too big and I bought them anyway because they remind me of a pair from Cos that I wanted and I love them. I thought about gliding into them and smoothing all around the grocery store to buy cookies for my classmates tomorrow.
2. There is this one girl that I sit next to in class. She wears ruffled blouses and tortoise clips in her hair and the way she crosses her legs is just the most graceful thing I have ever seen. We are friends. We became friends on the warmest day in February. I remember that because we had class on the roof and we didn't even listen to the teacher because the sun was out, huzzah. My friend and I don't know each other very well, and we may never to be honest. But we are the same. She writes about her Scrabble club and I write about my little sister and we hide our smiles during the ridiculous comments. My friend was accepted into a creative writing graduate program, for creative non-fiction. She will be a master of her fine art. And I found out what real envy is.
3. I'm going to write. I'm going to find out how to make it a real thing and not only a thing that kids profess they want after they find out they can't grow up to be ballerinas and Buzz Lightyear. I just want to write about my red shoes, that's all.