i have school tee-shirt woes.
prepare for the novel i'm about to embark on...
picture this: my first year in public school(homeschooled my ENTIRE life).
i buy the one thing that makes me feel like an 'official' school kid.
THE LEGENDARY CLASS TEE SHIRT.
observe as i fall in love. it's quite pathetic the amount of time i spent adoring the 'class of 09, PHS sophomores' lettering on my beloved new key to normalcy.
problem 1? too big. easy enough to fix, if i'd ever gotten the chance to before problem 2 came along.
THE SCHOOL HAD THE AUDACITY TO PUT ME IN SCHOOL AS A FRESHMAN AND NOT TELL ME. now, i'm sixteen, and they had already supposedly 'enrolled me as a sophomore'(i should have been a junior, but because of my homeschooling they effed it all up), so my counselor telling me that i was basically TWO years behind my graduating class was hitting way below the belt. -.- i could have strangled the woman with her hip, delicate gold locket, had i not had the poise to remain calm.
so now, embarrassed and disappointed, i was left with a 4 sizes too big tee shirt that's printed with THE WRONG EFFING CLASS ON IT. i wanted to live in a hole for the rest of my life.
however, zoom in on the happy ending, where i now realize i can recon the shirt(taking out the 'class of 09' bit), make it finally fit, and proudly wear my 'old-school'(none of the other new sophomores will have it, now will they?) PHS soph tee shirt with pride and individuality!
*hold for applause*
...did anyone actually stay with me through that whole story? good for you! have a cookie.
oh.. by the way, i likie your shirt!