A Freshman's Journal

Entry 1: Fucking Aye, Man

If this is the first thing of mine you've clicked on, let me do a quick recap of my high school diaries (yes they are posted on here and yes, they are shit).

High School:

I was in marching band. That's it.

Freshman Year:

During my freshman year I got my first/only boyfriend. I dumped him because he was sending me into depression.

There was a lot of drama with my best friend.

I got a crush on my section leader.

I went to Disney in Orlando, Florida.

My classmates found this diary and requested me take down what I wrote about them (I didn't because fuck them, freedom of speech bitch).

I had a gym class.

Sophomore Year:

My best friend moved/was dating her new boyfriend.

I didn't have any relatives in high school. It was fun while it lasted.

I dropped the majority of my friendships in this time. They were pretty much all toxic and/or one sided.

I told the section leader I liked him (over note of course, because I was a 15 year old wuss). He ignored me, I spoke to him a few months later. I was sister-zoned, he assumed what I was going to say and made me hate people (jk I already hated people).

Junior Year:

This wasn't even worth remembering, tbh.

I got over the whole 'liking a guy younger than me' and came to the realization that legit 99% of the guys I've ever liked have been younger than me. The only ones who weren't, I met because my older brother was friends with them, i.e. my first crush.

Senior Year: 

I was bomb.

I didn't speak to a lot of people.

I listened to music as much as I could.

I took a Shakespeare class/saw Hamlet at MSU. Fun time. Loved it. (I tried to use the guy by me as a pillow (chill we were friends) but he fucking stank (we weren't good enough friends i tell him, plus there were like two hours left)).

I told the guy I had liked for seven years I liked him (in person because i was like fuck it, the worst he rejects me). I felt really good after, and I spoke to him.

I found out that when I tell a guy how I feel about him, he does one of two things; 1. He doesn't reject me nor give any indication that he feels the same, or 2. He assumes my telling him is asking him out. Normally? It's both.

I also quit my first job and became employed at McDonald's.

I got a crush on a guy named Dustin. Somehow everyone knew before even I knew. The crush ended quickly though. Who needs some 19 year old kid employed at McDonald's when I have college guys at my disposal?

I also graduated and realized that the people I would miss the most were the people that I could have been good friends with, had I put myself out there. I can give two examples, off the top of my head.

Liz (she was class pres and actually really cool)

And Will (he was my sophomore math teacher's son, super cute, and super smart, and don't forget about nice).

End of High School.

So, yeah. That was basically my high school career, in a nut shell. Throw in a few gallons of boy drama and it's perfect.