Starting over and over again...
Yeah in light of recent events, it has become official that I am basically starting life over again. New town, new school, new opportunities, new friends to be made, new guys to meet, and besides, if I stay here, I get to graduate next year...
However, strands of memories remain from my old life. Some of my friends still continue to remain close to me.....Christian, Melissa, and Ashley to name a few....and some have gone and lost touch already. I do plan on returning to my natural habit.....of course I am 100% Chalmattian forever.....but that, of course, may take awhile. I have already made new friends at my school....you know, in high school, as long as you have a place to eat lunch, you have nothing else to worry about socially. LOL As pathetic as that sounds, that's how it works. So, thanks to Chris and Ethan...two Juniors who took me under their wings.....I have friends....of course they are not like my old friends that I am used to and miss so much, but they are awesome as well. As I said earlier before, I can graduate next year if I stay here. I am one credit away from being a Junior, and after I pass my 7 classes this year, I will have 17 credits, and you only need 16 to be a Senior. This should be interesting....I miss CHS dearly. LOL As much as I complained, as much as was stupid about it, as much as me and my friends made fun, I miss it. The bench, homeroom, Ms. Dunn's class that smelled like a mixture of mildew and Apple Cinnamon, and so on and so forth. Some things will never be the same in my life, but oh well.
I am being strong here, in light of having to uproot and start over. Strong for my mom because she hates to see me upset. Strong for my friends so I can laugh with them. But mostly, strong for me. I feel so much better when I can just look at everything and shrug and realize that I can deal with it all. Nothing can get to me too much anymore. Nothing is that worth being that upset over. I have never cried for the possessions I have lost, but I have cried for the friends I may never see again.
Breaking up, I have learned, is very interesting. I always thought that breaking up meant lots of crying....lots of hurt...and yeah. But...that wasn't the case, and I think something's wrong with that. LOL I shed about 3 mandatory tears, and then went and played a board game and laughed and didn't think about it. I think shock was the prevalent emotion here. I am still shocked because I was deceived...and I cannot believe I fell for something like that. I always thought I would never fall for that. But, oh well, right? Now I know. This person I am referring to....I will never speak a bad word about him. He hurt me, yes, and lied to me when he didn't need to, and turned out to be someone totally different than I thought. But that's it. That's all I'll say because that's the true facts, and that's all I have to say on the matter. God bless him, and may he find who he is looking for, as I hope I do.
But, as for now, I am stuck in Nothingsville....cane fields, cows, and chickens as far as the eye can see. It sucks. My school is the size of an ant farm, as well as being combined with the middle school......I share a bus with my little brother. Something...is....wrong....with....that. LOL But yeah...I will survive this!
SNAZZY JAZZY NOW!
However, strands of memories remain from my old life. Some of my friends still continue to remain close to me.....Christian, Melissa, and Ashley to name a few....and some have gone and lost touch already. I do plan on returning to my natural habit.....of course I am 100% Chalmattian forever.....but that, of course, may take awhile. I have already made new friends at my school....you know, in high school, as long as you have a place to eat lunch, you have nothing else to worry about socially. LOL As pathetic as that sounds, that's how it works. So, thanks to Chris and Ethan...two Juniors who took me under their wings.....I have friends....of course they are not like my old friends that I am used to and miss so much, but they are awesome as well. As I said earlier before, I can graduate next year if I stay here. I am one credit away from being a Junior, and after I pass my 7 classes this year, I will have 17 credits, and you only need 16 to be a Senior. This should be interesting....I miss CHS dearly. LOL As much as I complained, as much as was stupid about it, as much as me and my friends made fun, I miss it. The bench, homeroom, Ms. Dunn's class that smelled like a mixture of mildew and Apple Cinnamon, and so on and so forth. Some things will never be the same in my life, but oh well.
I am being strong here, in light of having to uproot and start over. Strong for my mom because she hates to see me upset. Strong for my friends so I can laugh with them. But mostly, strong for me. I feel so much better when I can just look at everything and shrug and realize that I can deal with it all. Nothing can get to me too much anymore. Nothing is that worth being that upset over. I have never cried for the possessions I have lost, but I have cried for the friends I may never see again.
Breaking up, I have learned, is very interesting. I always thought that breaking up meant lots of crying....lots of hurt...and yeah. But...that wasn't the case, and I think something's wrong with that. LOL I shed about 3 mandatory tears, and then went and played a board game and laughed and didn't think about it. I think shock was the prevalent emotion here. I am still shocked because I was deceived...and I cannot believe I fell for something like that. I always thought I would never fall for that. But, oh well, right? Now I know. This person I am referring to....I will never speak a bad word about him. He hurt me, yes, and lied to me when he didn't need to, and turned out to be someone totally different than I thought. But that's it. That's all I'll say because that's the true facts, and that's all I have to say on the matter. God bless him, and may he find who he is looking for, as I hope I do.
But, as for now, I am stuck in Nothingsville....cane fields, cows, and chickens as far as the eye can see. It sucks. My school is the size of an ant farm, as well as being combined with the middle school......I share a bus with my little brother. Something...is....wrong....with....that. LOL But yeah...I will survive this!
SNAZZY JAZZY NOW!
posted by The Lady Punch at 3:20 PM
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I AM HERE ERNIE!!!!
Yes. There most certainly is something....wrong...with....that... Very wrong. I am so here with you. I finally got to talk to Greg, and life is still hanging on by a thread. I am glad to see that you are being strong, and I would like to see you and that particular person be able to settle and be friends. I don't know if that will ever happen, but I wish it would. Please know that YOU HAVE NOT LOST TOUCH WITH BERT! (Even though you excluded me from your post). We will get through this. The hardest part is keeping close to all of your friends. It is a possibility that neither Sarah nor Greg will return to Chalmette, but I will remain hopeful. I no longer say that I will remain optimistic, because I am not. It takes too much energy to be optimistic and too much energy to be a pessimist, so I remain neutral, because right now there is nothing I can do about it. I am not in school yet. My parents want to see the house before they enroll me in school up in Franklinton. We haven't gotten to see it yet. I'm not even going to get to go see it. The only possessions that really break my heart that I lost were my books, at least five hundred of them. But, I have already restarted my library if they can not be salvaged. I will survive! I brought The Lord of the Rings with me! I just hope that one day, we can at least approach life as we once knew it. I WILL one day sing with the guys at the variety show at AJ when they rebuild it, and it will BE BIKERLY FLARBINLY SPAZTACULAR. I wrote a song about all of this crap, and I will sing that at the variety show as well, and play it on my guitar wearing my poncho that I brought with me to finish. I have played a hole in one of my fingers on the guitar, literally, read my eyes out, and become completely obsessed with Aerosmith. I will survive, and so will you! We all will, we are made of stronger stuff than Katrina can destroy! As I read today:
"Who we are is not measured by what we do. Who we are is measured by how well we rise after every fall."
I love you girl. Stay strong.
Shannon
i know Erath is kinda small but tis not ...how did you put it "Nothingville"
:D
theres a few interesting things around
I know in light of the reason this may be a bad thing to say but i'm really glad you showed up here even if it was only for a little while
Oh god, the mildew/apple cinnamon. How I truly do miss that. :<
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