Satisfying day.(:

So today, the first thing i noticed was how pretty the weather was. I instantly smiled. "My ideal weather is warm and bright. The sun never fails to make me smile." Yessir. Man, I've been memorizing my poems so much, i can't get them outta my head.xD Waited fairly long for the bus since it usually just comes when i walk out. Saw Lucy, she said hi to me and i told her to tell Ryan i wouldn't make it. Sorry, EAG. OoS is above you on my list of priorities.. I hope I'm not letting Esmerelda down. Man, I'm so afraid of disappointing people, it's become a worry on my mind every day. After everything i do, i think, "I wonder if _____ is pleased by it." or "I wonder if _____ liked it." or "I wonder if ____ thought i did good." I'm just so afraid to disappoint anyone.

Got there on time and helped Zoe put the leaves back on the tree. Some of them were really stupid so we just threw it out. Made small talk. I appreciate you trying to make conversation. We really need to get along and work together on the YAB. More people came to help and yeah. Talked to Freddie. AKA Fredward.(: I call him that and he just stares at me. Then we start laughing. LOL i don't even know. Then i was freaking out over Christian's blister and Freddie told me to get rid of my fear and bite his blister. -shivers- NO THANKS. I rather have my fear. LOLL. And he was so graphic about it too. Describing his blister juice and stuff. EWW. Ahaha. My Theater class loves me this much.xD

Went over the tour where we were suppose to show. Chilled until they came. Then we went outside and talked. I didn't get the chance to talk. Ohwell.(: ATEE.(: Went through the tour. Christian forced me to talk.-__- LOL. Goodstuff. Then came back and ate again. Ohmy.(: The potato salad was good. They kept on eating pickles. Pickles look nasty. .__. Not much happened. Just chatted. Wednesday night, meeting. Cause Zoe can't make it at 1 on Wednesdays. .__. Then my mommy picked me up.

Dentist. He says probably 4 more months! Just gotta fix my minor overbite. :D Yay. Then ate at ABC. Now I'm home. Showered and I'm gonna go to my cousin's party later.

Since i performed my poem yesterday, i might as well write it out for ya'll. Also, to get it off my chest cause its still in my brain.

Where I'm From by Jessica Ling.

The place I'm from is San Francisco.
Where you can never count on the weather or the busses.
Not a lot happens around here but when it does, everyone knows.
Everyone also knows Berta.
The lady who we all see at busstops and around Mission.
No one knows where she's going or where she's from.
But what we do notice is that she's always hunched over.
As if bowing down to some God. Her God.
She begs for money all the time
And she's just not doing so good.
She looks like she's on drugs when she probably can't even afford food.

Where I'm from, you get judged.
Everything you do, wear, or even say,
They're going to take it and twist it around until they make a story out of it.
No one takes the time to get to know you.
But maybe it's cause they don't have the time.
Everyone always has something to do. Somewhere to be.
You really have to rely on your self
Cause rain or shine, you still have responsibilities.

And at the end of the day, all the strangers you see on the street are still strangers. With their own lives. Own story. Own background.
Where I'm from, you never truly know somebody.
No one cares to anyway.
Where I'm from is not such a bad place. Not at all.
But it's not where i want to stay.

Wrote this from memory. That's how well i know it now. .__. LOL.

Christian gave me his nametag.(: