Ok, so my mom just dragged me to a poetry-reading thing, and I honestly thought that it was gonna be trash and cringy, but boy was I sadly mistaken.
There weren't that many people to begin with, so I just kinda walked to the first person I recognized, and it just so happened to be my 7th grade Language Arts teacher! I was and still am really cool with her (I was her class pet at the time). I'm also pretty cool with the librarian (who was there) and I just had a big ol conversation with them (we were talking about Hamilton and other musicals). Bla bla bla, some kids go up and read poems, I cry inside over the deep ones, I try some coffee and burn off my taste buds, I went up there winging a poem that I completely and utterly make on the spot (I was sighting a line from 'One Last Time' in Hamilton from memory), nothing big really happened. But then I spot one of my old junior Beta friends (She was the president, and I was pretty cool with her too), and she just feels out about how I sited Hamilton on the spot. Overall, it was actually pretty fun! I really needed the mental break from school and all!

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Enjoy!!!