Sweatpants and Dark Rooms

In an amusing train of events, I make a small mistake in my Photography class by shedding light into the dark room, and I'm already the center of attention. Unfortunately, not in the good way. Okay, so maybe it wasn't a small mistake. I might have potentially ruined my classmate's progress in developing their black and white photographs, but it wasn't like I did it intentionally!

But just like every dramarama, in High School, the truth is always overlooked and the gossip starts.

After the accident, I ran to the restroom, like anybody would; from utter mortification. Sitting, in the stall, I decide to turn to my favorite artist Dave Days. And just like in every High School scene in a movie, two girls who witnessed my accident strut into the bathroom (while I am listening to music in the stall) and talk about how stupid I am! I mean, they don't even know me!

So, here I'm just shedding some light (no pun intended) on how judgmental people can be so many times without even caring about how it could affect you. I mean, this has happened to me so many times by now...

I'm tired of letting people think they know me and stare at me because I decided to walk into school with mismatched clothes and/or sweatpants and messy hair. I'm not here to make anybody happy besides myself and I am certainly happy just the way I am.