I was reading this blog yesterday and I really liked the idea so I thought I might take a further look at it and do something like it myself. I am not sure that I will do the whole project but I will give it a go with the beginning post. So keep reading to find the list of the things that remind me of who I really am, deep down beneath the years, the scars, the pain, the smiles and the laughter. This is what I used to be like; what I used to like.
Socializing with everyone at school.
Belonging to a group.
Wearing high heeled shoes.
Makeup. Green mascara and brown eye shadow. Black eye liner.
Reading non-stop.
Writing stories.
Pleasing people.
Smiling. I remember when my face had smiles on it more often than not.
Chocolate cake.
Banana splits.
Class field trips.
French class.
Tex-Mex music.
Being the first one on the dance floor and the last one off.
Sassy.
Listening to crickets.
Learning new things.
Creating things.
Going to the theater.
To Kill A Mockingbird.
Stopping at Winchell’s Donuts on the way home from babysitting.
Being someone’s favorite.
Yeah. I remember the girl that used to be this one. I’m wondering where she went. She shows her face from time to time. I miss her. I want her back.
Wasted Days And Wasted Nights 