Ah, vampires. Twilight is the word that comes to mind. No, no, don't worry. I'll save my rant on Twilight for another day. This is just about me and how I appear to be a vampire. Gather around and I will tell a story.
A couple of years ago a girl in my class suddenly decided I was a vampire. Really. No, really. Despite my telling her again and again, that no, I was not a vampire, her mind was made up. She based her theory on the following:
- I rarely ate lunch. And as everyone knows, since vampires are dead they need no food or water to survive. (Actual reason - I happen to be very self conscious about eating in front of others. And I don't really get that hungry at school. I usually just have a big afternoon tea if I'm hungry when I get home.)
- I'm pale. I must be dead! To some extent! (Actual reason - some of my relatives are Irish. I have dark hair and pale skin. So sue me.)
- I don't get that much sleep, as I've previously explained. But then vampires don't sleep either...it's all adding up! (Actual reason - Yeah, just see my post on sleep. =])
- I have excellent balance. Wait, what? No, I don't. I'm the clumsiest person ever! Her logic made no sense.
And that is why I am clearly a vampire. Except for the part where I'm not.
Peace, Tess. xx
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