That's alright.

I dressed up so nice. I thought I looked rather pretty.

I wonder if anyone noticed me at all. I wonder if anyone remembers me.

Or were they paying attention to those in short dresses? They must have took notice of them.

There I sat...alone. My only friend was the red flower in my hair. I worked very carefully to place that flower just right.

What was I to do? I'm not a dancing type of person.

After a while I met some people...but will they remember me?

Will they remember the woman with the red flower in her hair?

I suppose I shall have to wait and see. If they don't....that's alright. They wouldn't be the first ones to forget about me.

It was silly of me to think that I would draw any sort of spectacle. What did I think? That I would be so pretty and ravishing that I would gain popularity? That's not who I am. That's not who I want to be.

I show up unexpectedly and mostly unnoticed...and in the same way I leave.

~AM

My Professor is a Zombie

Today I used my reasoning to conclude my french professor is most likely a zombie.

It was not hard to deduce this at all. Why? Well, you see, he went into this lengthy and quite detailed description on how to prepare, cook, serve and eat brains. Zombies tend to like brains....at least the ones I know about. It seemed as though he rather enjoyed talking about this "delicacy". I am not a zombie myself, so I became rather ill during his sinister lecture.

There is an added complication though...one that concerns me greatly. He claims that many French people, such as himself, eat brains. If what he says is true, then we have a whole country of potential zombies to worry about.

Since it is Zombie Awareness Month, I felt it was my duty to bring this piece of information to your attention. As of now (as far as I know), my french professor has been eating only cow and sheep brains. That's what he says. However, I fear that since he enjoys eating them so much, he would have no problem in eating human brains too.

~AM

Why Haven't I Written?

Because I've been too busy failing at life...that's why.

It seemed like things were starting to look up for me with the whole newspaper thing. My recent article has been floundering though. Just...lots of mistakes on my part.

Summary of health: Faltering
Summary of Grades: Faltering
Summary of most things: Faltering

I haven't "got it".

~AM