Friday Mornings
I rushed my full stomach to my room and I pulled out the bottom of my semi formal clothings and pants drawer. Being the control freak that I am, I also picked out my brother’s outfit. My mother was kind enough to let me select my own outfit to school as a second grader. Enrolled in a small, private, and conservative Christian school, where the moms are very in everyone’s business; not many of my friends were allowed to pick out their “free friday” outfits. Although now, I wish my mother would restrict some of the things I wore.
Birds chattering, my body is shaking and a familiar voice calling my name over and over. Before even opening my eyes, I knew it was still pitch black out. After the deadly morning showers comes one of the best part of Fridays, getting my hair done by my fabulous babysitter, mbak Mul, while watching Rugrats or reading Bobo. Each morning, it was either I …show more content…
My brother tried to keep his cool by not sprinting. The perks of being the car first is that one gets to dj the rest of the destination! But even when I had to listen to one of my brother’s cds, it did not make me to start worrying about school, despite the fact that we were on our way to school. I could care less about what grades I got, who I was sitting with at chapel, what others think of my outfits, etc.
I kissed my mother’s goodbye and I entered the Janie and Jack crowd, while I’m in a hot pink lace, bootleg pants, paired with my favorite Barbie sneakers. I paired up with one of my girlfriends since nursery school, Veda. She had the nicest scent and was always very put together and new. Veda was the singer, the ballerina, and the fluent English speaker. All the faculties gave Veda more opportunities at school functions. She was the golden student, meanwhile I was just there and yet we were very good friends. Oddly enough, nothing seems to intimidate me back
I rushed my full stomach to my room and I pulled out the bottom of my semi formal clothings and pants drawer. Being the control freak that I am, I also picked out my brother’s outfit. My mother was kind enough to let me select my own outfit to school as a second grader. Enrolled in a small, private, and conservative Christian school, where the moms are very in everyone’s business; not many of my friends were allowed to pick out their “free friday” outfits. Although now, I wish my mother would restrict some of the things I wore.
Birds chattering, my body is shaking and a familiar voice calling my name over and over. Before even opening my eyes, I knew it was still pitch black out. After the deadly morning showers comes one of the best part of Fridays, getting my hair done by my fabulous babysitter, mbak Mul, while watching Rugrats or reading Bobo. Each morning, it was either I …show more content…
My brother tried to keep his cool by not sprinting. The perks of being the car first is that one gets to dj the rest of the destination! But even when I had to listen to one of my brother’s cds, it did not make me to start worrying about school, despite the fact that we were on our way to school. I could care less about what grades I got, who I was sitting with at chapel, what others think of my outfits, etc.
I kissed my mother’s goodbye and I entered the Janie and Jack crowd, while I’m in a hot pink lace, bootleg pants, paired with my favorite Barbie sneakers. I paired up with one of my girlfriends since nursery school, Veda. She had the nicest scent and was always very put together and new. Veda was the singer, the ballerina, and the fluent English speaker. All the faculties gave Veda more opportunities at school functions. She was the golden student, meanwhile I was just there and yet we were very good friends. Oddly enough, nothing seems to intimidate me back