I was never of those girls who wanted to indulge in club activities. Let me explain why.
A - the only female-oriented club we have is that of theater… and I can’t play s**t.
B - let’s not forget here that I am the nerd of the school, and that I kind of survive on the sidelines.
Nevertheless, today, I feel adventurous. I head to the theater club, my chin jutted in defiance, almost as if daring anyone to stop me.
Samantha, I inwardly reprimand myself. No one cares about your cultural or social activities. And nobody is in the right to judge you for said activities.
I try hard not to fall on my face, and for once, I succeed.
I am proud to say it’s been nearly five hours since my last fall.
Good job, Sammy, I tell myself.
A giggle escapes me at my own silliness. And said giggle
