patience? ha.
so, it's the end of 8th grade and i remember writing in every single one of my friends' yearbooks, "have fun over the summer. keep in touch!" i remember sharing tears in the classrooms with my friends and teachers and i didn't want to go. that year was probably the most perfect times of my life.
summer was fun. i spent a lot of time with my best friends and went to a lot of get togethers with the group. i went up north a lot and i thought that life couldn't get much better than this. then, before i knew it, it was time to get my schedule and get ready to go to HIGH SCHOOL. i remember walking through the halls of Central with my two best friends and talking to eachother about how we never wanted to drift apart from our closest friends.
well, that wasn't really the case. the beginning of school and basketball season was really good for me. i was having a lot of fun hanging out with the freshman team everyday after school, at our games, or even on our bus rides to and from our away games. i had some of the most memorable times with them girls. i even remember writing in here that i was pretty content with everything. or until basketball season was over. i stopped talking to about 95% of them girls and my life began getting less enjoyable.
i thought i met an amazing guy (during basketball season) that would always make me smile and would never break my heart. i guess i was wrong. he broke my heart not once, not twice, not three times, but i'm guessing about four or five. and by this time, i had no idea what had torn me apart from all of my friends. time with my best friend is even getting rare. i'm lucky if i even get to see her over the weekend, even if it is only for 20 minutes.
starting a.s.a.p, i plan to get my life back on track. i'm sick of not seeing my best friend outside of school. i'm sick of not being with all my old friends. i'm sick of getting my heart broken. i'm sick of being alone on the weekends. but for the most part, i'm sick of crying and wishing. wishing that i still had all my friends. wishing that i spent more time with my best friend. wishing i was happy. and wishing that i could find someone that will love me and not break my heart. i will get back on track no matter how hard it is and no matter how much more shit i have to put myself through. i will not give up half way through it either. no, i won't.
summer was fun. i spent a lot of time with my best friends and went to a lot of get togethers with the group. i went up north a lot and i thought that life couldn't get much better than this. then, before i knew it, it was time to get my schedule and get ready to go to HIGH SCHOOL. i remember walking through the halls of Central with my two best friends and talking to eachother about how we never wanted to drift apart from our closest friends.
well, that wasn't really the case. the beginning of school and basketball season was really good for me. i was having a lot of fun hanging out with the freshman team everyday after school, at our games, or even on our bus rides to and from our away games. i had some of the most memorable times with them girls. i even remember writing in here that i was pretty content with everything. or until basketball season was over. i stopped talking to about 95% of them girls and my life began getting less enjoyable.
i thought i met an amazing guy (during basketball season) that would always make me smile and would never break my heart. i guess i was wrong. he broke my heart not once, not twice, not three times, but i'm guessing about four or five. and by this time, i had no idea what had torn me apart from all of my friends. time with my best friend is even getting rare. i'm lucky if i even get to see her over the weekend, even if it is only for 20 minutes.
starting a.s.a.p, i plan to get my life back on track. i'm sick of not seeing my best friend outside of school. i'm sick of not being with all my old friends. i'm sick of getting my heart broken. i'm sick of being alone on the weekends. but for the most part, i'm sick of crying and wishing. wishing that i still had all my friends. wishing that i spent more time with my best friend. wishing i was happy. and wishing that i could find someone that will love me and not break my heart. i will get back on track no matter how hard it is and no matter how much more shit i have to put myself through. i will not give up half way through it either. no, i won't.