Wow... Where do I even begin to write about everything that happened? I guess I can start from the begining, or, what I consider the begining.
The first "real" exciting thing that I remember happening was Erica calling me. I was in the hallway that connects the Band Hall/Fine Arts wing to the rest of the school. My cell phone started ringing; it was Erica. I paused for a moment, trying to decide if I should answer it or not. I only have about... a dollar left on my phone, so I could only afford about a two minute conversation, something that's not really possible with Erica. But, I answered it anyway, figuring that it was something important if she called me on my cell after I told her about a million times not to. So, I answered my phone, and as soon as I pick up, she says, "Oh. My. Gosh. You will -never- guess what happened to me." Guess what? I did. "Let me see... Big Daddy Jeff wants the hook up, doesn't he?" Lol. It's amazing how psychic I am. ;) It turns out that Jeff had asked her out. I freaked out, and started screaming and jumping up and down in the middle of the hallway. I knew how much Erica likes him, so I was really excited for her. I had to run outside, so that I could be as loud as I wanted to without disturbing anyone. She explained how it happened as quickly as possible, and I congratulated her, before hanging up. That put me in a good mood for the rest of the evening.
After that, Nick, Collin, Elizabeth, Stephanie, Keaton and I all went out to the practice field. hehe, we spent practically the whole night on the practice field. We were just sitting around, talking about every subject we could think of. The whole time, he had his arms around my waist. I was loving it. Dude! There's a fucking dead lady and her child buried at our school. That really freaked me out, because we went to visit the grave at like.. midnight. Anyways, there was a meteor shower that night, so we ended up laying under the stars, looking for looking for meteors. It was really nice, really... hehe, dare I say, romantic. He and I had a really awesome conversation when we were sitting at the soccer field, watching everyone else play. In case you didn't know, I have very few athletic abilities. The only sports I'm even vaguely capable at are tennis, swimming, dance, and horseback riding. I'm such a girly girl. -winks- So, anyway, we were sitting down, he was holding me, and we just had a really awesome talk. He told me how glad he was that I had told him I liked him at the Band Dance, how if I wouldn't have, he probably never would have asked me out, and that he was really glad he did. It was -so- sweet. I think he really does care about me. OMG. There was this one point in time, where we were out on the practice field, and we were standing up. He had his arms around me, and was kissing my cheek, my jaw, my neck... I was like, melting. Seriously. He told me he had something to give me, so we sat down, and he told me to close my eyes and hold out my hand. I shut my eyes, and moved closer to him... All of a sudden, I hear people running toward us, and I turn my head, and open my eyes. Three guys sprayed shaving cream all over me. That -sucked-. I spent the rest of the night smelling like guy. LMAO. Btw, I am -so- not a VLC. Vicious little chihuahua, for any clueless people. At around 5am, we went to sit on the steps of the ROTC building, and he finally gave me what he was going to before we were so rudely interrupted. It was a necklace, with a pretty silver cross on the end. It was really, really sweet. No guy has ever given me anything before! No, wait, I -so- take that back. Guys have given me lots of stuff. Orlando gave me that perfume called "Sensual Moments," that smelled not sensual, but like old ladies. Then, Don gave me his ring, my 'wedding ring', and that fake purple necklace that I found goes extremely well with a shirt I bought this year. Lmao, I wear it without even thinking about the sentiment behind it. JP gave me that set of cheap Wal-Mart Calgon body sprays. Daniel... -grins- Daniel was sweet, annoying, but sweet. He gave me those stuffed animals he won at the fair when I went with him, including the one really fuzzy one that said, "I love you," and the purple puppy that I thought was so cute. Daniel also gave me what I think is my all time favorite gift from any guy, just because it's so awesome. My homecoming corsage! It's so pretty, and so... me! I love it, even though it is from Daniel. Currently, though, it's locked up in my "memory closet." Wow, I got way off topic. Anyway, he gave me the necklace and... I kissed him. It seemed very fitting, and the moment was right. I mean, how many chance are you going to get to kiss you boyfriend under the falling stars of a meteor shower? I have no idea how he felt about it, but I thought that it was.. almost the perfect kiss for the occassion. Because nothing can truly ever be perfect. ;) I never knew that people my age were so vehement and well-informed about their political views. People say there's no hope for the youth of America, and yet, there we were, arguing over presidential candidates and political issues at a lock in that could have been better spent running around the school. Needless to say, I had a fabulous time.
Later today, I get to go receive my shedule, and meet my teachers. I'm very excited. I really hope I get teachers that are tolerable, at the very least. I'm praying that I either get Mr. Bosse for Math, or Coach Kocian for Science. But, knowing my luck, I'll probably end up with a terrifyingly mean Math teacher, and an old, boring lady Science teacher. We'll see. I'm extremely excited about starting school. This year, I'm setting higher standards for myself, higher than I've had for any years before this. I always go into a new school year with renewed resolve, with larger goals, and more determination. But, by the end of the first month, that has all fizzled out, and back to my old, bad study habits. This year, however, is going to be different. I am going to work very, very hard. I want to maintain a GPA of at least 3.8, but what I'm really shooting for is around a 4.0, or higher. I know I'm capable of it, as long as I put my mind to it. Even though graduation is still years off, I'm thinking about it already. I don't just want to graduate in the top 10% of my class, I want to graduate in the top 10 -people- of my class. I know I can do that, too. School work is going to come first this year. I have to beat Lauren in Adv. English. I -have- to. In fact, I have to beat her in every subject, except for Math. hehe, I'll let her have that one, because I know there's no way I can compete with her in that, and I'm not afraid to admit it. She's volunteered to help tutor me in my Math class, because, even though she's in my grade, she's a year ahead of me as far as Math courses are concerned, because she's a genius in Math. But, I will surpass her in everything else. A little friendly competition really does motivate people. Well, nerds like us, anyway. ;) Don't worry; we're hott nerds that get hit on by stalkers, random high school guys, carnies(that was Lauren!) and big black guys that think we're eighteen(again, Lauren!). LMAO. That was so much fun last year; I can't wait for the fair now. Also, I have to beat Lauren in Drama. Well, not beat her so much as prove that I'm just as amazing an actress as she is. That is going to be a fun class. I can imagine it now. Both Lauren and I are brilliant thespians, so, when we team up for any group plays/projects, there will be no stopping us. I plan on also auditioning for the One Act Play, and, hopefully doing the lights for the musical. I can't really sing, otherwise I would audition for the musical, as well. But, working the lights is fun, and, since I'm already a certified techie(courtesy of the lovely Mrs. Birkes), I should be perfect for the job.
Well, I guess that's it for now... Another entry after open house, if I get the chance.