‘Tis Pity, ‘Tis True

So last week, I ran into someone I used to know in the library at Ick. She’s about the last person I would have expected to see in the library because she used to pick on me for being studious. We didn’t always get along in the old days...I’m not sure exactly why…but I’ve always suspected that she was jealous about something. (Wish I knew what I have that was worth being jealous about… :-D) While she was talking to me, I spent most of the time inwardly laughing at myself. Why? Because I’d forgotten something that morning that I never forget on school days. But yes… it’s true. I forgot my make-up. So now, she’s probably telling all of our old “friends” how young/pale/blotchy/etc. I look. Oh well. I don’t like wearing make-up anyway and so it normally has lost its effect by that time of day because I forget about touching it up. (I know, I’m a regular Jo March…I’d probably fry my own hair with a curling iron if I wasn’t careful. :-D) And I’m pale no matter what I do unless I’m embarrassed and then I look like a lobster. At least I didn’t look like a lobster. Right?

:-)