Why do I never think about the possibility of snow on the ocean???
Now I see why, because it’s too ethereal
Back in good ol’ 8th grade, I had be chosen to enter our district’s spelling bee. Finally when the day came and I got my name tag, I realized my name was spelled incorrectly on it. It was no biggie because that happens all the time and anyways I was thinking that I would kind of go with the flow and get eliminated whenever. Unfortunately, my competitive side took over and I ended up winning, being the first spelling bee winner with their name spelled wrong on their name tag in front of the entire speller administration.
So I won homecoming queen my senior year and when they announced my name they actually said my last name right but instead of saying my first name “Lydia” they freaking said “Linda” and it went on the news and everyone called me Linda for like two weeks straight to fuck with me.
