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| My, my, my.....
Everything in my life is certainly hectic, to say the least. Last month I started high school. Being a freshman isn't so bad, I guess. I was just ready for more excitement! High school is supposed to be the best years of your life from what I've heard! But so far, I had more fun in middle school....And making friends has been...boring, for lack of a better word. I'm just becoming closer with people who I've already known. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Courtney, Cassie, Meredith, and all the other people I've gotten closer with, but it's not like on the movies or in books where you meet a new boy in geometry and are immediately attached at the hip. I guess this is where the emotional, hormone controlled teenager over rules the rational, more mature side of me, but...
I WANT EXCITEMENT!
The only sense of excitement I'm getting lately is from my boyfriend, Cooper. NO, not like that. But we fight so much lately that I'm beginning to wonder if this is it. Has our relationship finally cancelled out the friendship we've had for so long, like everyone said it would? He's my best friend, and hs been for a looooong time. The fact that this stupid girl, and all these lies CANNOT be the thing to pull us apart. I won't let it happen. But, what is there to do if the trust is slowly slipping away? Can you gain something like that back?
We went out to dinner with his family to Eddie Romanelli's. It was FREEZING in there, so he was rubbing my arms to keep me warm. Haha. I look HORRIBLE and he's laughing, but this is a such cute picture
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And this was actually before, at his Lolli and Poppa's house. He's SOO much taller than me, over a foot, and I'm NINE months older. Laaame. Once again, I look horrible, but we had just gone for a walk and it was pretty warm, so I'm all red
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| I was thinking today, I wish I was already an adult. I know, I shouldn't rush it, I should appriciate being young, yadda yadda yadda.I feel like I'm wasting my time by doing nothing,. I'm not making a difference by being a teenager, going to school, being in chorus, ect. More people would hear me out, and treat me with more respect if I was older.
Anyone else ever feel this way?
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| I'm quite glad I'm not like the rest of the sterotypical teenage population. My thoughts and actions seem to differ from the above mentioned. While most girls my age find themselves worrying themselves sick about what their hair looks like, I am frantically searching through my thoughts to find the perfect word to finish off a wonderful sentence. Sure, from the outside, I'm normal enough, and by the way I make things sound, I'm another bubbleheaded teeneybopper, but inside my mind, I am old. Not in the literal sense, of course, but I have found that I'm old soul. Thoughts like these seem to enter my mind at the most spontaneous moments. | | |
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