Foes become Friends

So we's gots three weeks of school left, crazy, i'll be a senior in like 2 days when the current seniors move out. Moving up, top dogs, wow, i think we're going to be a lame senior class. We have no unity, as seen from three years of having disappointing spirit weeks. We have that potential but no one wants to step up, they all just want to stay independent. In that train of thought our sports teams are also going to have this weird year. Girls that never talk to each other, who have been seperated from jv and varsity will now have to work together to have any sort of success. The outcome does not look good for our school.

An Unfinished Post

Late start Wednesday is always a good way to start the day. Wake up late and have one less class during the day, can't go wrong. Especially on days when only study hall and Chemistry are the things I have to worry about. Chemistry is easy thanks to me taking College Prep. So during study hall sat down with a very good friend and talked, like most high schoolers at one point. About girls. As I sat and talked, I realized the connections that I had with people throughout the high school. I could never understand if I would ever have a chance or just always be friends. There is always that weird time when you could make the move, or just keep it the way it is. And if you make the move and it's a failure then you would be stuck in a very bad situation. Then there are the girls that you sorta know, and there is like the dream thing. You think she's pretty or smart, or funny, or something along that line, but you don't really have the "in" move. It's all very confusing and always makes for an interesting day, trying to impress.

It's Back

You know these thoughts always been in the back of my mind, luckily my English Teacher is using blogger and I signed in a remembered. Life=WOW!......I really just want things to run smoothly. For example, yesterday, I go to the first class of my soccer referee training. Mainly people I had never seen before in my life, cept two. I spend the first hour of the class bored, finding ways to get distracted, I decide. The girl in front of me. Kinda cute, so me being the hopeless romantic, I think for the right words for a good half hour. Write her a note, and during a break leave it on her desk. I come back see her read it then promptly drop it on the floor, not even responding to it. HA! I am such a sucker for that kind of stuff. If only life was a dream world. Well it's just the unexpected stuff that makes life any fun anyways. So, I guess that it's good that Life is unexpected.....Sometimes