My Life and Music

So today I went to my cousin’s birthday party.

The theme of which was be a celebrity.

And that was okay with me, I’d like to be a celebrity.

So I cut some paper, and I made some medals, and I wore my swim suit, and I went as Michael Phelps.

It didn’t help that I couldn’t take my shirt off because that would’ve hurt their eyes.

It would have at least been a surprise to see my bones.

But I think they got it, and I’m glad they got it because I’d like to be a celebrity.

But even though I wish for fame, I wouldn’t want it with a different name.

I’m glad I’m me even if I’m not a celebrity.

I’m just who I am, nothing more.

My sister went as Avril Levine.  And my other sister went as Zac Efron.

And my mom went as Julia Childs. And my dad went as his dad.

And his dad went as a king.

And we all had fun pretending to be others who are characters in our minds.

We had such a good time. But as time went on, we dropped the act

and just sat around looking funny and talking about this and that,

and that and this.  We had so much fun today.