Watercolor artist in Denver, CO, painting super cute character illustrations and teaching other women mindfulness through the practice of watercolor painting.


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I have no idea what to write about so I guess I'll write about writing. I've always envied writers and I wish I could had the skill of writing compelling stories. Seamless transitions.

A couple of years ago I bought Finding Your Voice: How to Put Personality in Your Writing. I keep meaning to pick it up before I write a post and this time, I'm doing it. Well lookie there, I just thought of something to write about.

Today I watched the latest Grey's Anatomy episode and found it so interesting. The way it was written all around the high school experience and how it stays with you. If you haven't seen it and you don't like things ruined, you should probably stop reading. Bailey is a leader at the hospital and her old crush was rushed into one of the beds. She's a strong worker who's achieved much but she turned into a pile of mush when she should have been caring for her patient instead. When they talked he still manipulated her into doing his work just like he did in high school and all he had to do was fill out patient forms. At the end she was still not able to put her high school crush in his place, the one who was the big man on campus and she was the nerdy band geek who tutored him but was never considered a prom date by him. It's funny how that sticks with you and I loved how they showed how it can stay with you when you are a "grown up".

I was not popular in high school. Not even a little bit and I still feel that stigma from time to time. In fact, my favorite school dance was Homecoming, sophomore year. I went with Muji, my crush, and I was ecstatic. I was shocked every time he asked me to dance and after each dance I went to the bathroom with my best friend screaming, "two dances!", or "three dances!". I was a huge dork like that.

I've had a lot of practice being a wallflower and I think that's stuck with me. I'm on my way out to a huge dinner with friends and I'm feeling my palms getting sweaty.

Funny how experiences stick with you like super glue and they are harder to remove than tree sap.

The Birthday Girl

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