Jan 02, 2008 03:57
another year and no boy to kiss. not that i mind, no, my first kiss just might be awkward and why not have it awkward with someone that i actually like? good memories right there, oh yeah.
but a new journal is very easily to attain. and not so awkward but sadly i could only give it a virtual kiss-which doesn't count anyway.
but back to what i came on here to talk about.
this year was wild in the quiet way. a roller coaster ride that i wouldn't want to relive again but glad that i can live to tell the tale. in 2007 i finally said good riddance to high school but not without some struggles. there was no life in senior year, i went through the motions but i couldn't tell you half the things i done. which begs the question, if i seriously wanted to give up on my freaking high school education, how the hell was i going to deal with the rest of my life. we will see how that answer works out.
then college rolled along. my first semester was trying. of course i had that need to want to fit in, trying waaay to hard. which of course didn't work. because i'm socially awkward and can't talk. the fact that my mom couldn't afford for me to even attend that semester put a damper on my spirits and didn't help my stress levels. something, i think, my have put a some wedge between me and my mom. cue in me wanting to be treated like an adult, her not understanding why this is stressing me out - it's her problem, not mine, us not seeing eye to eye. all that great mother/daughter whatever the hell you want to call it-fights, arguments, reality television spats that no one wants to watch because it's real real. you know, not interesting to hear about because every normal person has gone through it. also there was that whole getting-used-to-college thing which was bumpy. i hated but sometimes liked living in a dorm. my roommate took some getting used to but we got along pretty well. there were a few things but hey, no one is perfect. being social was a bit of a disaster, no one in that building seemed to be on my level, which make me wonder if i was just that weird but i learned to get over it. some classes i loved, others i utterly hated but i manage not to fail anything. a "D" is technically passing. and only in one class! shhh
the whole friends thing was crazy but expected. for a long time i would just look at the group of people that i hang out with and think that there seemed to be less and less things that we could talk about. i just didn't feel close with them anymore and started to question if i even was. so yeah left out feelings but i know i'm somewhat at fault. i didn't exactly try my hardest to mend them. my argument is that, it didn't feel like i was getting back what i put in.
but my year wasn't completely emo, i had some good times. the fact that i managed to get through high school was one of them. i went to two proms! and got my fortune told to me (which hasn't come true, in fact the opposite kind of happened. but i'm not holding grudges nooo) saw two johnny depp movies, who i love, in one year. he's my favorite male actor, cliche. yes. so much but i don't want to marry him? sex is just fine. hanging out until early morning at friends. which i have to say, sam if you ever read this, you were a bit part of getting me through this semester, nick, lizzie, alex and even kurt helped but you were a big part. i love you dearly for it. rping, yeah..ima dork, and latenights with ali was so fun, we rocked that. it was great getting to know her and becoming friends, living a thousand miles away didn't stop us and it's a great thing that she didn't turn out to be an old man. always a plus. going to college was also a good thing (it was somewhere i wanted to be since i was a freshman in high school) i love the school i attended, lovelove it. i highly enjoyed the independence and i was able to meet a few people worth pursuing a friendship with. maybe anyway.
all in all my year was good, i think. and i was able to start my new year but making a wish as the sun comes up and screaming happy new year. hopefully it will come true, if not, i'll still enjoy the journey to another new year.
me,
new journal,
new year,
friends,
life