"And also a thank you to Hooters. Need I say more?" - The announcer at the Sportfight last Friday
Before I forget again, I have to mention the Sportfight that I went to last Friday night. It's a mixed martial arts event and my friend Enoch was competing in a match. He wasn't doing very well at first, so my mom and I were completely freaking out. I was praying the entire time that he wouldn't get hurt (too bad... I mean, what do you expect? it's a fight...somebody's gonna get hurt). I had so much adrenaline going through me just watching the fight. I knew that he's a good fighter, but that doesn't stop the nerves from taking their effect. He ended up getting his opponent in a choke and the other guy tapped out, so Enoch won. I realized about 5 minutes after the fight, that I was still shaking from the adrenaline rush. It was awesome. The main event featured this guy named Matt Horowich. I had seen him fight at the first SF I went to, and I knew he was good so I was cheering for him. When he came out, he chose a great song which caused so many comments from the drunk guys who were sitting in the next section. It was hilarious. He won the fight, and I think he got a tooth knocked out because something small and white flew out of his mouth and the ref pocketed it.
I also saw Larkin there. I saw someone hopping down the stairs (his friend was carrying his crutches) and thought... "That looks like Sean". So, I went and hung out with him and his friend from middle school for a bit. That was cool considering that I hadn't seen him in a couple months.
Anywho, I got a lot of responses to my entry last night (and to my appearance yesterday in class). I got the comments here from Spit, Abe, and Ian, and anyone who saw me yesterday and wasn't afraid to ask (Sophie asked what was wrong, and Tracy even gave me a hug). I'm glad to know that I have such good friends, it's just hard because I have only 1 class with Sophie, and absolutely no classes with Tracy, and even if we did, it was usually only polite conversation anyways. I don't even know what I'm trying to say. I'm not trying to complain, because I'm grateful that they care... I'm just rambling now...
I got my yearbook today, but I refuse to let myself look at it until later because I know that I'll cry when I do. I'm at the Nela center right now waiting for Andy to meet me and bring me my senior pictures. I can't believe that he's leaving tomorrow for UCLA. It's gonna be different around here without him. I saw Elisa this morning in the band room (she graduated) so we were talking about how we missed everyone. We both had stories of when we've cried within the last week.
I was crying last night so much. It just feels like I'm being left behind. All of my friends are moving on to bigger and better things, and I'm stuck here for more than another year. I know that since people are at college now (again) and that I won't be involved with anything in their lives for the most part, but it's still hard knowing that they're all there having fun together without me.
Andy just got here. I'm off.
I also saw Larkin there. I saw someone hopping down the stairs (his friend was carrying his crutches) and thought... "That looks like Sean". So, I went and hung out with him and his friend from middle school for a bit. That was cool considering that I hadn't seen him in a couple months.
Anywho, I got a lot of responses to my entry last night (and to my appearance yesterday in class). I got the comments here from Spit, Abe, and Ian, and anyone who saw me yesterday and wasn't afraid to ask (Sophie asked what was wrong, and Tracy even gave me a hug). I'm glad to know that I have such good friends, it's just hard because I have only 1 class with Sophie, and absolutely no classes with Tracy, and even if we did, it was usually only polite conversation anyways. I don't even know what I'm trying to say. I'm not trying to complain, because I'm grateful that they care... I'm just rambling now...
I got my yearbook today, but I refuse to let myself look at it until later because I know that I'll cry when I do. I'm at the Nela center right now waiting for Andy to meet me and bring me my senior pictures. I can't believe that he's leaving tomorrow for UCLA. It's gonna be different around here without him. I saw Elisa this morning in the band room (she graduated) so we were talking about how we missed everyone. We both had stories of when we've cried within the last week.
I was crying last night so much. It just feels like I'm being left behind. All of my friends are moving on to bigger and better things, and I'm stuck here for more than another year. I know that since people are at college now (again) and that I won't be involved with anything in their lives for the most part, but it's still hard knowing that they're all there having fun together without me.
Andy just got here. I'm off.