Paper Thin Hymn

I think it's about time for another post (and I have math homework that I don't want to be doing...). Oh, and by the way, I really do try to make the titles work with the subject and 99% of the titles are song names but for this post I couldn't really find an unused song title that worked. So you get the song I am (was) listening to.

Good Lord, school is almost over. I am muyy ready for summer, although I hate the fact that exams are the last 3 days. I can't believe freshman year is pretty much over. It went by really fast! Probably due to the fact that nothing happened to really mark the... era? No, freshman year was not a significant period of time. Oh dang-- idea for the post right herrr!

Allow me to guide you through the past school year:

In the beginning, I was uber-aware that I was the little freshman, especially taking computer graphic arts. My eyes were opened to everything high school (and I was especially happy about the guys; I still am pretty much). Seeing and reacting to the standout punk and emo groups coexisting with the jocks and cheerleaders. And even though practically every high school movie ever revolves around the issue of cliques, I haven't really seen cliques this year. At least, not the stereotypical mean cheerleaders and their victims. Sure, there are different groups, but everybody has a place to go and no single group is considered mean.

[Insert my birthday here!]

In the beginning of the year I was majorly crushing on Chad. I think I still liked Connor but not to the extent as I later did. Not too long from then, I got over Chad and got to liking Andy.

Innyhoo, I did not adjust to the situation as I had hoped. If you remember, I fell into a sort of "depression" (hey, it felt like I was depressed at the time). It came from being left out by friends at football games and also missing eighth grade. Seriously, eighth grade was probably one of the best, if not THE best, year of my life. Anyways. Around that time, my self-esteem faltered and I really got into The Boy With The Thorn In His Side. Right about/in the middle of then, I started liking Andy. He was in my Spanish class and I kind of depended on him to brighten my day. He still does that, but I don't like him that was anymore. I remember this was around Homecoming because Nicole suggested that I ask Andy and I said no way Jose. I didn't look forward to it because by then, my self esteem was low enough to make me apathetic to the world around me. Homecoming sucked, but what can you do. Oh yeah, and Connor was Homecoming Prince. Do I even have to explain how much that sucked?

After a while, I talked it (my issues) out with Nicole and it really helped with everything.

This was around class comp. Class comp sucked. Nicole left me and that was one of our first fights. I remember that I really liked Connor...

>>Simultaneously, Phil and Nicole were getting something started. Or something. I was the middle person. I don't remember too many details other than the fact that this was when I got really close to Phil (pretty much the second time we had ever spoken to each other) and I had to convince them to get together.

December 1, 2007, was my first concert. It was the Fall Out Boy concert and I went with Nicole and met up with Rachael there. Best time ever. Period.

Three days later, on Nicole's birthday, Phil asked her out. It was a joyous affair for all involved and apparently it became time for me to focus on MY love life, because Phil had everything he wanted. Over some extended break (it might have been Thanksgiving...), Phil convinced me to give it a go with Connor. I hung out with that group for a week and probably spoke three sentences total to him. Oh well. At the time it was way more than an "oh well", but whatever. I went to Nicole's birthday in the hope of getting Connor's attention and trying to steal him away from Alli. That was not a great night.<<

... still during class comp. I hope you understood that that all happened during the time span of class comp. Connor asked Alli out, and she broke up with him the same day. Via text. And Nicole had to do it for her.

After that, Connor dominated my thoughts, but nothing worth mentioning happened. In January, I got my braces off, and I believe that was when Nicole and Phil broke up (I know one of them will correct me if I'm wrong).

Softball came in February. I got mad at Nicole again because she bailed on it. Softball started out a little wierd because I didn't think Bobby liked me, but it got good. It became pretty much my life for like... 3 months. I was happy to make it my life, actually. I had a few problems with a couple of the people, but in the end, we were a good team. My batting got good and I played an alright second base too. I was "BEAST." It was the best season of softball I've ever played, I think.

During that time, I got in another fight with Nicole. So her and Phil had broken up, but I was still friends with both of them. She was mad at him and I told her things he said about somebody and she told that person. Honestly, looking back at it, it was kind of over exaggerated because I also thought she had showed them a portion of the conversation that was personal to me, even though she hadn't. We supposedly got over it, but I still couldn't accept it. I did get jealous about how she is around guys and just everything she ever did to me came back as another reason to be mad at her. That was one of the roughest times in our friendship because I didn't talk to her for like.. 5 days? I know, that's not that long, but for us it was. Needless to say, we worked it out.

So. I finished up with softball just recently and headed on to the Lightning all star team. This year has gone by fast. And it was really hard to document chronologically, especially in the early parts of the year. Did I just block that part out? Probably. I've met a LOT of new people this year. Even though I only made like, one really good friend (Phil), I got a bunch of new friendly relationships. From the people on my softball team to the people in my bio class, I will miss everybody over summer.

Speaking of people in my bio class... I think I like a new guy. Jason. The story? Sure:
I've never looked twice at him before. He recently started spiking his hair, and that caught my eye for maybe a second. Then his debate came up and he wore a white collared shirt, a black tie, and jeans, with the spike hair. It was totally punk rock and that's when I really thought about him. He's Gina's friend, and I remember her talking about how much of a gentleman he is. Alright, he's cute, quiet, and a gentleman. Sign me up!