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I think ive only posted maybe once or 0 times this summer, i'm sorry. The summer has been more or less uneventful, but still probably the 2nd most eventful ever.
When I was younger, like from 3rd grade to 8th grade, my life was pretty much the same all the time. During school, I went to school and I loved it. I liked being smart and doing well. I liked reading at school and before bed. When I got home from school I usually just made popcorn and sat and watched tv most of the evening. During the summer I would go over to my friend's house who lived nextdoor and play videogames or mess around outside. I would wake up at noon and watch tv for a bit, then I would play computer games until 3 or 4 in the morning. I only did what I wanted when I wanted, and it was great because I was too young to have to worry about anything or to be depressed.
In 6th grade I started playing footbag and that began to take more of my time and more of my interest. In 7th and 8th grade I got very into it and I spent all my time talking to players on the internet and just practicing, I was still very introverted, but still too young to have mood swings.
Then in 9th grade I kind of got bored with footbag, and this left me with nothing. I didn't have any friends because I never needed to try and make any, and I didn't have anything to devote my life to anymore, so I got very sad. I saw a glint of opportunity in guitar, and I grabbed hold of it. I started practicing all the time and listening to jazz all the time and I planned out my whole life based on music. Near the end of the year, I guess I gained some confidence somehow, maybe from being in jazz ensemble, maybe from having longer hair, maybe from just growing up, but girls started to notice me, and I started to realize that girls are fun.
The summer after 9th grade was a social explosion. It was the first time I had ever really "hung out with people", it was the first time I had been downtown with friends, first time I had girlfriends, etc. The problem was, though, that I got addicted to it. From the start of the summer all through the year to the start of this summer, I was addicted to being out. Every night I would call everyone I possibly could to find something to do, and if anyone was doing anything, I was there, even if I didn't want to be. I saw everything I used to have slipping away, but at least I was gaining very important and necessary social skills. My confidence grew a lot over the summer, but I think I lost a lot of intelligence and creativity and everything else. I never played any videogames or guitar or footbag anymore. I didn't really do anything, when I was at home I had to be on AIM all the time to keep content.
When this summer started, I got a job and I wasn't able to spend as much time with other people, and I was thankful of it. Having a job gave me an excuse to be by myself (for the most part) and gave me a lot of time to think. Although, like always, this summer went fast, when I look back it still seems very long. I barely even remember going to jazz camp because it feels like so long ago. In June I was at UNI for a week and I was working the rest of the time. In July I went to Washington DC and to Wisconsin for 10 days. It was very good to spend time with my family because I hadn't spend too much time wiht them since 9th grade. I was beginning to feel pretty bummed about the summer because I figured that I wouldn't do anything fun because I was working so much, and then school would start. It wasn't like this though, and in late July Alex returned from Norway and he brought his friend Carl along. I didn't know what to expect but I went over and met him, he seemed alright. I started going over to alex' house more and I got to like him more every time. For about 2 weeks until august 4th or so, I was over there as often as I could, and we had so much fun, alex and carl and alex' brother and I, just doing absolutely nothing. We watched tv and played video games and ordered pizza. After Carl left I kept on working and kept on hanging out wiht alex, although not as often. Now it is time for school to start and I am feeling pretty good about my self.
I think what this summer has done for me is to help me learn to be happy with who I am. I realized I'm not afraid anymore to be by myself or just with a few close friends. I feel more confident than I have ever been, and while not as apathetic as last winter, I feel like I can stand up for myself better than I used to be able to. Hopefully this year I will be able to concentrate on school, get enough sleep, stay home more often, play music and create music, drink lots of water, kickbox, and do things that I really like with people that I like. I need to learn to accept that I am very introverted and that many other people are not
When I was younger, like from 3rd grade to 8th grade, my life was pretty much the same all the time. During school, I went to school and I loved it. I liked being smart and doing well. I liked reading at school and before bed. When I got home from school I usually just made popcorn and sat and watched tv most of the evening. During the summer I would go over to my friend's house who lived nextdoor and play videogames or mess around outside. I would wake up at noon and watch tv for a bit, then I would play computer games until 3 or 4 in the morning. I only did what I wanted when I wanted, and it was great because I was too young to have to worry about anything or to be depressed.
In 6th grade I started playing footbag and that began to take more of my time and more of my interest. In 7th and 8th grade I got very into it and I spent all my time talking to players on the internet and just practicing, I was still very introverted, but still too young to have mood swings.
Then in 9th grade I kind of got bored with footbag, and this left me with nothing. I didn't have any friends because I never needed to try and make any, and I didn't have anything to devote my life to anymore, so I got very sad. I saw a glint of opportunity in guitar, and I grabbed hold of it. I started practicing all the time and listening to jazz all the time and I planned out my whole life based on music. Near the end of the year, I guess I gained some confidence somehow, maybe from being in jazz ensemble, maybe from having longer hair, maybe from just growing up, but girls started to notice me, and I started to realize that girls are fun.
The summer after 9th grade was a social explosion. It was the first time I had ever really "hung out with people", it was the first time I had been downtown with friends, first time I had girlfriends, etc. The problem was, though, that I got addicted to it. From the start of the summer all through the year to the start of this summer, I was addicted to being out. Every night I would call everyone I possibly could to find something to do, and if anyone was doing anything, I was there, even if I didn't want to be. I saw everything I used to have slipping away, but at least I was gaining very important and necessary social skills. My confidence grew a lot over the summer, but I think I lost a lot of intelligence and creativity and everything else. I never played any videogames or guitar or footbag anymore. I didn't really do anything, when I was at home I had to be on AIM all the time to keep content.
When this summer started, I got a job and I wasn't able to spend as much time with other people, and I was thankful of it. Having a job gave me an excuse to be by myself (for the most part) and gave me a lot of time to think. Although, like always, this summer went fast, when I look back it still seems very long. I barely even remember going to jazz camp because it feels like so long ago. In June I was at UNI for a week and I was working the rest of the time. In July I went to Washington DC and to Wisconsin for 10 days. It was very good to spend time with my family because I hadn't spend too much time wiht them since 9th grade. I was beginning to feel pretty bummed about the summer because I figured that I wouldn't do anything fun because I was working so much, and then school would start. It wasn't like this though, and in late July Alex returned from Norway and he brought his friend Carl along. I didn't know what to expect but I went over and met him, he seemed alright. I started going over to alex' house more and I got to like him more every time. For about 2 weeks until august 4th or so, I was over there as often as I could, and we had so much fun, alex and carl and alex' brother and I, just doing absolutely nothing. We watched tv and played video games and ordered pizza. After Carl left I kept on working and kept on hanging out wiht alex, although not as often. Now it is time for school to start and I am feeling pretty good about my self.
I think what this summer has done for me is to help me learn to be happy with who I am. I realized I'm not afraid anymore to be by myself or just with a few close friends. I feel more confident than I have ever been, and while not as apathetic as last winter, I feel like I can stand up for myself better than I used to be able to. Hopefully this year I will be able to concentrate on school, get enough sleep, stay home more often, play music and create music, drink lots of water, kickbox, and do things that I really like with people that I like. I need to learn to accept that I am very introverted and that many other people are not