Feeling lost but now and then.
I've been meaning to do this for a long time now and now that school is over and done with and my life is beginning to start its new chapter, I think it's about time I sit down and do this. Any full names (as far as my knowledge of what they are) are used not out of spite or for any future humiliation, but so that he or she may stumble upon it one day should this ever show up when they google themselves.
First and Formost.
To Szymon Ligas: My biggest regret in life was never saying goodbye to you freshman year. I knew you were leaving for Colorado and I knew I would never see you again, yet I just walked out of class that day. I thought about it for a moment perhaps, but I just walked. Everyday since then I have been kicking myself in the ass for not saying goodbye--and as of this post, that's been over 3 long years of a sore butt. If I had the chance to redo highschool or my life, the only thing I would have changed would have been to have said goodbye to you. You were an amazing person and I cherished the small conversations we occasionally had. I'm sorry I never said goodbye to you. I hope one day we'll regain contact and I can say this to you myself. But until then, Goodbye Szymon. I'm sorry it took me this long.
To most of the girls in my 2nd semester PE class: Life's going to throw things at you that you aren't going to like. Learn to deal with it. You can't pretend you're sick if you don't like something. Do that enough times and your boss will show you the door and tell you to never come back. You girls think it's so hard. It's easy. PE is easy. As long as you give effort and try. I was the prime example of A For Effort. I'm overweight. I'm lucky if I can jog a quarter mile. I can't focus my eyes if an object is flying toward me. Yet I still passed every single semester of PE with some form of an A. But no. You little brats complain about every little thing.
To Ms. Bryers: I sincerly believe fate stuck us together. How else do you explain how you, Bridget & I were all together both semesters even after a change of classes and schedules? I must say, you didn't do half bad for your first year of teaching. But you need to learn to have some fun. I know there's a curriculum and such but there's also room for fun too. Like SixBase and Agility Ball and Relaxation Days. You just have to balance it out. Just ask Coach Mason. I only had her for one semester, but it was handsdown the best time I've ever had in PE.
To Catherine M: Anyone who's willing to give me a time of day and talk to me and say HI in the halls is ok in my book. I didn't say goodbye to you either, but I suppose I could always swing by next season.
To Rwaida I: (I spelled it right :D) Thanks for teaching me SOS and those were some awesome times in Kealy's class. If you really do become a pediatrician, I am so taking my kids to you.
To Austin I-Wish-I-Still-Remembered-Your-Last-Name: You were one of my first friends ever. I wish we never lost contact. Oh, if only email and internet was invented and caught on a few years sooner....
To P Gabel: I can never thank you enough for what you've done for me. I must have had an angel watching over me the day my schedule was made freshman year. I've told you this before, but I'll tell you again. I have no idea what my life would have been like if I was never given that opportunity to videotape basketball. Highschool probably wouldn't have been as fun as it was and I never would have enjoyed myself nearly as much. Any student who walks into your classroom has been blessed because they will be able to have atleast one good teacher in highschool. Thank you for everything, coach gabel. I knew it was you who niminated me for student of the month every year, because this year was the only one I didn't become a student of the month. Thankyou for taking the time to listen to me and for always having your door open for anyone. There aren't enough teachers like you in this world.
To Rachel and Lauren: I hope you guys are well. I was sad the day I learned Luke was selling the building because I knew I would never see you two again. You guys made summers the greatest part of the year and made my room look like a tornado went through it everytime you came over. I wish you all the best of luck and hope you never lost the spunk and youthfulness of when we were young.
To Keighly and Riley (more keighly than anything else): You guys don't realize how good you have it. People buy you everything. My family and I buy you things and you can't even remember my name or say Hi. I know you're young, but if you don't learn things now, you never will. When I was your age, there was no one to buy me anything. Just my parents, your parents, your grandparents and your great grandfather (and I swear to God, if I ever hear you say a bad word of him I will give you the spanking of a lifetime, cousins or not). As much as I hate to say this, you are growing up as little brats. Wait until your uncles have kids. Then you'll be down at my level and guess what, I won't even let you join the club.
To Grandpa Do: Fuck you. I hope you rot in hell for all eternity.
To L McKissic & M Ogarek: I can't even imagine a world without you two teaching together. Mac & Ogarek are like yin & yang, milk and cookies, waffles & syrup, and every other analogy out there. I hope your rooms get to stay next to each other. Rock on OG and Macdaddy. Rock on.
To Charles M & Ryan C: We used to be the best of friends. We went to school together for nine years. What happened? We spend 4 years apart and now you look down on me like I'm some lowly land mammal who is of so little significance I'm not worthy to be in your presence? I know everyone grows apart and changes, but I thought we were together for long enough to get past that. I'm not saying we should go back to how things were. I'm just saying that I don't deserve to be treated how you treated me then. I sincerly wish you two the best of luck in college & your lives, and that you find love, happiness, and always be financially stable. I will always remember you as the people you used to be, and I hope you learn to change your attitudes toward old friends.
To Robert G: I am not sorry for what I said to you that sunday after church. You couldn't even have the decency to ask me a quick question or two about what I had done in highschool. You made me look like a fool up there infront of the whole congregation. If i wasn't in a church, I would have said a few other things as well. Public school taught me to stand up for my self and to never let anyone walk all over me, ever.
To Christina D: Just remember. Things take time and can't be rushed. When something's meant to happen, it'll happen. Until then, there's nothing to do but wait and think of the worst; like how you'll die lonely, no heir, and no one will have ever fallen in love with you because beauty is what's important, not what's on the inside. If you always think the worst, you won't be disappointed when the worst really does happen. And let's face it. The good only happens to rich people and TV people.
To those who have not been listed, I keep incontact with or I have no grievance or delight to entail at this time.