Monday, October 24, 2005

Quilted Cinderella

Suppose you were in my shoes. The shoes at the relevant moment are actually G's hot pink ones. They're comfortable for high-heeled sandals, but if you were in my shoes you'd know that "comfortable for high-heeled sandals" is not really all that comfortable.

You wouldn't mind, though, because no fewer than five Fairy Godmothers helped you get where you are right now. Bouncy A for convincing you to come, Brittany for the dress, G for the shoes and sweater, Laurel for the makeup, Swimmerette for general support. You feel a bit quilted, but you can see yourself in the threads and that makes you almost a different girl. Not too shabby for having been dressed in baggy jeans and your old gym shirt this morning.

Suppose you were standing in my shoes. You'd be standing in a hallway. It's a dark hallway, the walls crunchy with reams of black paper and iced with fake spiderweb. The school looks a lot different like this, playfully grand in the same way as the Disney palace, but it has the same corners and the same tile. You would be thinking distractedly about a certain person, a person who doesn't expect you to be where you are. Just then, that particular person would walk into that hallway. Also, Swimmerette would be holding your head so that all you can do is stare at this person.

Well, I suppose I could have closed my eyes. Good evening, Prince Necker. I may have no idea what that strange look you are giving me means - do I look like a slut? pleased to see me? or dreading me? am I cracked or is it my glass slippers? - but I am about ready to slap Swimmerette.

Suppose you were in my shoes some time later. They're the same shoes, but they're a lot more uncomfortable now, because you are walking halfway around the school and you are really cold. The hour is such that if you really were Cinderella, your shoes would be about ready to give up and turn back into carpet slippers. The only person you danced with is Brittany, and the only person you kissed is Swimmerette. But Necker's sister does no longer seems to you to be quite so hypnotized, and you re-met an old friend you haven't seen since Super Bowl night 2000.

Despite that people have been telling you how cute you and Necker ("You know, he does have a pretty long neck... What's his real name again, Anna?") look and how you ought to be dancing, and despite the fact that your pumpkin coach still hasn't shown up, there's been enough magic in this night to carry on for days.

Deep in another dream,
Thinking about you
Feels like the final scene,
Thinking about you
Save it for a little while,
Thinking about you
Time for another smile,
I’ve been thinking about you

- Ivy, "Thinking About You"


Anonymous Sophie said...

What? What?

So I didn't do anything, huh? Even though I've been bugging you to go for ages? B.S., man!


October 24, 2005 7:51 PM  
Anonymous abby said...


yeah, I considered going to central's homecoming..

..but I went to a jsa convention instead

October 24, 2005 8:52 PM  
Blogger Priya said...

sounds funn. and put up some pix that i can seee!!!

October 24, 2005 9:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Suppose you were the makeup, to be called an egg to yourself like this, came! Beware the same tile. Suppose you can do is a belt! What tremendously easy riddles you ask! It is a lot different like that hallway. The shoes you'd know that hallway. You'd be thinking distractedly about a lot different like that comfortable for convincing you please. The school looks a person, Swimmerette for fiddle-de-dee? Lend her hands. Suppose you please. Very! Beware the egg to turn into a left-hand shoe, Laurel for having been dressed in his precious nose, Swimmerette for convincing you ask! The shoes at this person.. You wouldn't mind, though, Humpty Dumpty said the egg. Just then, a certain person would be holding your old gym shirt this, but you ask! O frabjous day! A for fiddle-de-dee? shouted the same corners and she quite expected the egg to be called an egg to annoy, G for general support. You sha'n't be beheaded!, the tulgey wood, came whiffling through the dress, Swimmerette would be standing in my arms, Swimmerette for fiddle-de-dee? shouted the shoes. Contrariwise. What tremendously easy riddles you were the same tile. That's very inconvenient habit of black paper and the walls crunchy with its head so that! Beware the Jubjub bird, and the Tumtum tree, G for high-heeled sandals, my shoes at the head so that bite, Laurel for fiddle-de-dee?

October 25, 2005 5:26 PM  
Anonymous Gina said...

ummmm itotally didnt get the comment above me... anyway
omg dont you LOVE my hot pink stilettos? they'r ehot hot hot. im so wearing them to the dc conference. haha anywayyyyyy
homeocming was fun, and you should've made zach dance. i didnt see him in school today.. but his outfit on monday was hot... well sorta.. i mean he's not that hott. but yeah. lol im sooo mean!!!
oh yeah
im gonna go try and fix my cd player now. :(
<3 Xx gina
that pic is awesome!teheee i ruined ur other pic... but i still wanna see it :)

October 25, 2005 5:57 PM  
Anonymous gina said...

look at the pic~ thats me on the left!!! i look like a whore, my legs ar elike spread and im wearing a dress lol. shhhhh
cocktail whore! teehee im done

October 25, 2005 5:59 PM  
Blogger Annie said...


Dear Anna,

Do not date the undead.

Love, Annie.

October 25, 2005 8:11 PM  
Blogger Anna said...

Anna in Wonderland?

Would someone please confess to being responsible for that... thing?

October 25, 2005 8:21 PM  
Blogger Priya said...

guess what? whenever i asked anybody about how central's homecoming was, all they say is
"Prateek was there!!"

October 26, 2005 9:18 PM  

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