There are so many things that people feel I need.
Right before I moved to Izmir one of my besties gave me these:
|they are sparkly - like vampires when they are exposed to sunshine|
She didn't explain a thing, she just handed them to me and carried on with her conversation about the high temps in Albuquerque, New Mexico in July. I wear the socks regularly and yell at people if they don't comment on them when I intentionally pull up a pant leg to show them off.
Because that's what gangsta's do. Yell. I think.
I had another friend send me a package with this magnet in it.
|In case it's hard to tell, several naked people are holding up a disfigured, bloody woman. In the upper left hand corner it simply says, "Home."|
She made the magnet herself. You just can't find this kind of stuff in Turkey so I'm glad that I have it now.
Here are a few things that my sisters sent me.
But the HIGHLIGHT of my life was a gift that was left for me in my classroom. I was surprised to receive it, and I'm still unsure of who the benevolent gift giver was.
|The gift was the tooth. I already had the pen.|
I found it on accident, but I'm positive that it was left intentionally. It was in one of my classroom drawers. Due to a strange series of events, the contents of my drawer were spilled and amongst all of the normal school supplies that were suddenly littered on my floor I found this tooth. I wrapped it up in a piece of paper and I'm waiting to pass it on to someone special.
Please don't tell anyone, I want it to be a surprise.