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Okay, so we graduate and go to college-bawling all the way ( which I actually did, and I'm not a crier -_-;;; )-and study and then graduate again-amidst even more crying, of course. Well, you may think that's all sad and good that you'll never see those jerks and nutsos that you went to school with ever again till the reunion after said college grad, but they're smarter than that. There's a fool-proof plan that's been devised to make sure you have to deal with them all again on a yearly basis, and that master scheme is . . . Homecomming.
My bro's on the football team and I actually did end the year on good terms with everyone, besides needing my every-other weekly visit to the folks, so of course I had to come and see what'd been going on.
The football boys got creamed though the v-ball girls kicked butt, and my bro ended up with a depressing two minutes tops on the field (and he's not that bad, either stare ), and I had fun chatting it up with my old friends and family. And my old crush (since Kindergarten, though I never got to go out with him crying ), came up behind me, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me on the cheek.
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I felt like melting on the spot. I didn't, apparently, but I still get futtery just thinking about it ^^. I know I sound like a silly, giggly Jr High girl with a new weekly crush, but I can't help it. If he didn't already have a girlfriend . . . crying . Gack! Darn him! I've known him forever, lived just down the road from him all through elementary, and he waits until he gets a girlfriend to show some interest!?! (this isn't the first time . . .)
Sheesh.
( Dun worry, he's not a player-he IS however a hopeless flirt ^^; )
Other than that, not much anything happened, other than me bawling half the way back to the campus-again. I may not usually cry, but it seems to've just snuckk up on me since I left. I was SO hyper that night, though I didn't realize till later that it was just because I was so darn happy to see everyone again. So every time I go home my parents get hyperactivity even beyond my usual annoying-enough levels, and are probably about ready to boot me outta the house ^^;. They know I mean well though, so haven't-yet anyway whee .
So I guess despite my years of being totally ignored and uterably miserable with my 'friends', aka my classmates, I really do honestly miss 'em. My family I love, they know me and always are there for me no matter how much it may annoy them to be. That's what ya do when you love someone. But my friends . . . it wasn't until High School that they started to stop ignoring me and our senior year, after the Senior Ski Trip actually, that they started to accept me.
And now I'm bawling my eyes out over leaving them again? I didn't cry at Graduation, before Graduation, heck, it wasn't until I was IN the car leaving the house for the first day of college that I started crying, and after that I didn't again. Until driving back to campus Homecomming night, that is.
I guess my auntie K put it best when she said that despite what happened and all the hell they gave me over the years, we grew up together. I've known most of those nuts since Kindergarten, we know each other's first crushes, entire family, are probably distantly realated (TINY town), favorite colors, former pets-everything. So regardless of what's happened, that part of my life's over, I'll never have a realationship like that again; so leaving them just inforces that. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? I have no idea. But I do know that they're my friends, my classmates, and that they tormented me for nearly as many years as my little bro's been at it, but now that they're finally gone and have gotten the heck away from me, I miss 'em . . .
Guess they found a way to keep tormenting me from afar sweatdrop
Whether that's good or bad I don't know, but I'm in college! Time to start new! So let's see where this goes . . . . . . .
 NeoSolar · Fri Oct 01, 2004 @ 12:18am · 0 Comments |
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