With cellophane wrapped untidily around my head and garbed in the utmost ill fitted white spandex clothing, I performed in my first musical. Being on stage somehow translates into being unapologetic and living purely through instinct for me. So, in moments of my delivery of the choreography flawlessly, putting all the other lollipops to shame, a star was born.
From a young age, my brown hair and urge to wear plaid button-up shirts with sweatpants made me different from the crowd; I always seemed to find myself alone on the playground. I was the boy no one really wanted to talk to unless it was to get some gum. At school dances, I always was the maniac boy who couldn’t stop jumping up and down, dancing. On the baseball field, I was the clueless
From a young age, my brown hair and urge to wear plaid button-up shirts with sweatpants made me different from the crowd; I always seemed to find myself alone on the playground. I was the boy no one really wanted to talk to unless it was to get some gum. At school dances, I always was the maniac boy who couldn’t stop jumping up and down, dancing. On the baseball field, I was the clueless