Dear Electra,
Yesterday was horrifying because of one irrational event:
I LOST MY MOTHER'S STUD EARRING!
Here's the full story: I was frantically revising for my maths test until I decided to take my earrings off. I took them off one by one until I examined an earring and noticed that the stud grew crooked. I tried to adjust it but accidentally dropped them onto my robe. I grew very busy and eventually focused on my homework until it was time to eat dinner.
I came back into my room after dinner and felt my robe for the missing earring. I couldn't feel it.
I looked frantically on my bed - no earring.
I went to my desk - no earring.
I began to scream at every sound I could hear including my dad and my sister's voices. Oh, gosh. I felt like I was wasting my time looking for an item instead of being productive.
After thirty minutes of only searching in my bedroom, I expanded my horizons. I headed to the dining table and finally found the earring! By then it was time to stop homework and prepare for nighttime rest.
The boys in my maths class cluster asked me about some personal sentiments. First, they started off by talking about who they would mate within the class (you don't know how nervous I felt about this) and regular male matters. Second, they asked me when I would lose my virginity (this was the moment I wanted to say, "I beg your pardon?" and smash their faces). I replied with, "I haven't decided yet. I plan to have no husband."
"Who would you lose it to in this class?" They ask.
"No one!"
The conversation goes downhill maturity-wise.
Music was lovely. Charisma played 'Primadonna' by Queen Marina and I sang along. Some people noticed like Gwen, Sammi and Anna. Jayden, Mary and Regina weren't present to experience our quintessential talent.
With sincere affection,
- M ★
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