Emily Prentiss is like, cool Goth on the outside, absolute dork on the inside and honestly same
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Emily Prentiss is like, cool Goth on the outside, absolute dork on the inside and honestly same
Lol I was in chess club in high school
"I've never been cool and I don't care" Celine Dion
And now, a story about what a loser I was at the age of 11, featuring the hit song "Against All Odds".
It was about a boy. Huge, epic, massive crush kind of thing. He was super cute and played trumpet and had these really cute red cheeks and dark hair. His name was Jeremy and he was shy and really wonderful. We never spoke but it was love, obvi.
Like I said, he played trumpet. This is relevant because I played clarinet; we were each first chair of our section! Totally MFEO, right?
As if that weren't enough, he lived close to me. My back yard was separated by a barbed-wire fence from a huge pasture, and his back yard was on the other side of the pasture. The pasture was pretty wide, but if we had been in the yard at the same time, we could (sort of) have seen each other. (I may have borrowed my dad's hunting binoculars and sort of checked out his back yard more than once. Look. 11, okay?)
And so, as the school year wrapped up and it was clear he was never going to confess his love based on my embouchure, saucy sense of humor, and the jaunty angle of my side ponytail, I fell into a bit of a funk. And I may have arranged "Against All Odds" for clarinet, and played it in my back yard in the hopes that he would hear it and understand the depth of my feelings. Like. A lot.
So I am simultaneously amused as hell by that song choice, and also crying super super hard on the inside. I feel you, Blaine. I am one with your pain.
How can you go wrong with a name like Glitterdust?! The light flashes, the system crashes!