Bucket list at sixteen…sure especially if you were blessed with maturity and brains like me. Not two exciting adjectives for a sixteen year old, but in my world the gas to make the car drive exceedingly well.
It came upon me one summer night as I sat outside the porch and saw the brief but glowing light of fire flies radiate in the night sky like Van Gogh's Starry Night. I pressed the cold glass of ice water on my forehead and realized that my moment was NOW and I was missing it.
So, like any well-organized teenager, (I know), the words of my to do list came about rather quickly. Two small words graced the page be fearless but with huge implications. This year, I Mia Hudson, would be that firefly and do all the things I had only dreamed about.
There isn't anything really lacking in my life but on a scale from fantastic to average my score radiates average. My brain works well, my grades are exceptional, and I have some friends but to tell you the truth most of my life has been spent in the audience.
People are forever telling me that someday I will be gorgeous like my mom. Even at 40 something my mom can walk in any business and bring the house down. I remain hopeful.
My hair is light brown with naturally curly hair but when the sun comes out in the summer it's like God himself sent down an artist to paint the blonde streaks in my hair. That and my extremely straight and white teeth. My eyes are a cool shade of green like the color of grass after a good week's rain. Pretty eyes but framed with an unimpressive lash and thick dark eye glasses. Due to my dad Finn, my legs are long and fit. Rachel Berry, my mother, comments that I got my lovely derriere from her. Summer beauty is goal # 1.
This summer has been beauty time for me and hopefully, by the time school starts my metamorphous will have taken flight. It was horrendous getting used to my new contacts and to top it off was my mother buying me a bedazzled contact case. My dad took one long at me and insisted that I will never leave the house again. So, I guess my makeover is working well lol!
Besides my looks, my parents are paying for singing lessons. Both my parents are really good singers, in fact, they both teach choir. My voice is definitely a cross over between the two. The big difference between us though is I like to rap but not the vulgar stuff. Lima High School has this huge charity show and I plan to rock it in front of the whole school with my bestfriend Joe Puckerman playing the guitar. Goal # 2.
My high school experience is so much better than my mom and dad's high school years thanks to the school bully policy being intact. I'm just tired of not taking chances, raising my hand to give an answer, not meeting more friends, NOT DATING (especially that), and not having new experiences. After all, you only live once! Junior year is going to be the best year ever! Goal # 3.
With my mom's help, my goals are clearly written on poster board hanging up in my room. She always stressed organization and going for the goals. My dad decides after all this goal stuff that I would need to practice some self-defense techniques. He is only proving that this makeover stuff is really working. Dads /sigh.