have you ever just been in the mood to watch cheesy 80's and 90's teen angst/romance movies that take place in a stereotypical high school and ends with the girl getting the guy and the nerdy best friend ending up happy? yeah I am. i have been for a little bit. maybe a while. possibly my whole life. but what does that matter? you might notice that this post is in lower case and it might bug the shit out of you. sorry but i give no craps about being proper today.
anyway, the fact is my sophomore year is almost done and that means i will be halfway done with high school. terrifying thought right? im so scared just because i know the next two years are gonna be hell.
moving along, i have a track banquet tonight and all my freshman friends are gonna be there and so will be my freshman Bae who i call Bae #2. you need to see him 'cause only then will you understand. he's even taller than me so it's kinda a big deal to me. i'm also wearing a skirt and tank top which is a huge deal for me because seeing how insecure i am, this is a bold bold move because it fits my curves and figure.
i dyed my hair btw. it is about at black as anything colored black. although i have to recolor it next week because it's already wearing off. so i had this weird nostalgic thought this weekend. idk why but i was thinking about this kid that switched schools a couple of months ago. it hit me how the last time I saw him would probably be the last time i saw him ever. and it kinda upset me even though we've only had like 2 conversations ever. i don't know. call me crazy but i'm kind of attached to my classmates even if they're assholes and complete dipshits. because they're home, they're comfortable. i've known them since i was 12. the fact that when i turn 18 that all changes it kind of scares me. the kid that moved, kids called him an ass, douche, etc. basically all the names under the sea. he is actually a very intelligent, kind person; people just have a hard time looking past his personality. i kind of miss him, ill admit, just purely because like i said, classmates are comfortable. *that doesn't mean you should go sit on them or anything inappropriate, i know there's at least one pervert out there*
would things be different if he stayed? probably not. we didn't have classes together this year. he's not in my friend group. but it just terrifies me that this is going to happen in two years. im going to part ways with my classmates and go build another life for myself. meet new people. fall in love. drink bad coffee. while it sounds extremely cool, i don't know if i'm prepared to give up high school yet. luckily i have two years.
well enough philosophical talk for today, i'm going to go pretend to work on a project and listen to my dumbass classmates complain about some shit.
peace out.
xx
Lauren
