Since August...
So much has happened since the middle of August, it's not even funny. I've bottled up a lot and I think it's time to get it all out. I've got to put it here since it's the only place I can say everything without really having to listen to what everyone else has to say about any of it.
...the best and the worst month of the year. I returned from Kansas City to find my relationship with my boyfriend was incredibly strained. But for some reason I was naive enough to believe it could be saved. Band camp came August 13th. I barely saw my love and as I waited for my mom to bring me water at lunch I saw someone else...and to say the least I was intrigued. Maybe it's because it was meant to happen...or maybe it was because I only saw my boyfriend half a dozen times during the summer...I don't know. This boy was gorgeous...but he was a freshman, I was a junior, and I had a boyfriend. No chance. August 15th...relationship strain reaches an all time high, despite the fact that it was our 10 month anniversary. Then...that night, I got the phone call that caused my entire world to come crashing down around me...the call that broke my heart. I never thought that would happen...I thought we would be together forever. That boy broke my heart...wait, let me rephrase...shattered my heart.
But...I got the nerve--thanks to Heather kinda--to befriend the boy I saw on the first day of band camp. Despite my aching heart, I did. The last Friday of band camp at Southeast was the UNL Band Exhibition. He couldn't get a ride, but I got his number. As well as Gabe's, but that was/is unimportant. All that mattered was me getting over the fact my heart was in a billion pieces at the bottom of my rib cage. The night of the Exhibition, Heather, Chris, and I decided to hang out the following Sunday at the mall. We all met up, but Heather had to leave early. After Heather left, Chris took me to Glow in the Dark Golf and we had a good time making the golf balls glow. Quite amusing to say the least. And by that night...I had a new boyfriend.
I never expected it to last...
My birthday came on August 29th...the greatest day in a long time. Skipped out on Guard practice...got a dozen roses...got my licence...fit 32 balloons into my little car--and only popped one...and had a great party with some of my best friends. It may have been small, but I had an amazing time.
...pretty uneventful for the most part...minus the Heather-Mike ordeal. Yes...one of my best friends dated my ex. Nice huh? But she broke up with him rather than bear me not talking to her. True friend. He wasn't happy about it, but...that's not my fault.
...the ups and downs of being friends with your ex boyfriend. Band progressed and we experienced the ups and downs of having an inexperienced coach as well as two rookies who didn't belong on color guard. Lots of anger...yes, yes. Rather be small and mighty instead of big and clumsy. Hopefully next year will be different.
...tension with the ex builds up big time. At the end of the month the band went to Hawaii, which was an experience of a lifetime. I've already covered all of the Hawaii crap in a previous entry, so I don't feel the need to go there again.
...I come home from Hawaii to snow and ice. Ick. I also come home to my ex getting hooked up with the meanest little witch in the world. And it goes even farther downhill from there. Thursday, December 8th...after the pep rally, I was followed up to my locker by two stupid little girls who had nothing better to do than harass me. Finally, I said, "Let's settle this once and for all. I don't talk to you, you don't talk to me. The end." And they're just like "hahahaha whatever," and started to walk off. So I left too, and get shoved by one non-nice individual, and she says the other non-nice individual shoved her into me...so whatever. I just turned around and pushed back. Instinct ya know? Then I got punched...turned and pushed back again. Too many concerts under my belt not to. Then the stupid little freshman goes f'ing gestapo on me. Whatever. I wont fight a freshman. I'm in Students for Peace...c'mon. That and I don't like hurting people...like my ex. Everyone's like, "YOU COULD HAVE KILLED THAT STUPID IDIOT," and I'm just like "Yeah, I could have, but I'm the bigger person for not doing anything." But yeah, the witch broke my nose...but that's just because she suckerpunched me as I was walking away. Yes, yes, let's go 2 on 1 while the 1 is walking away. Real big of you. Hahaha. Makes me laugh. Now they have court for assault and disturbing the peace. My mom wanted full charges pressed...and I'm just like "let's get over it, and get on with our lives. They can deal with what they did." And get this...the stupid little girl didn't even get grounded for a full month. Great parents. Uh-huh. Then my ex went totally psycho cause he's an obsessive little boy...and started threatening all this crap against my current boyfriend and I. Stupid, stupid. And that got him suspended and sent to CAPS. His own fault. And his parents hate me. Oh darn. I don't give a damn anymore. I hate his dad. He's an idiot. He lets his son drink...makes his son drive him home when he's drunk...and had the nerve to tell Mike there was no way I had surgery. As the saying goes, "Bitch, please." If he says my surgery wasn't real, then he can pay my unreal medical bills.
Anyways. Christmas was alright. Jesci's birthday was good. New Year's was even better...
...New Year's...yay! Chris stayed the weekend, and we had an amazing time. I got the best New Year's kiss EVER. Uh-huh. Now...the semester's almost over, and after that, I wont have ANY classes with my ex. Woohoo.
December's kinda long...haha wonder why. But yes, it's taken me forever to type all of this out, but I'm finally done. And I need to go to school.
So, I'm out kids.
Love,
Bai
...the best and the worst month of the year. I returned from Kansas City to find my relationship with my boyfriend was incredibly strained. But for some reason I was naive enough to believe it could be saved. Band camp came August 13th. I barely saw my love and as I waited for my mom to bring me water at lunch I saw someone else...and to say the least I was intrigued. Maybe it's because it was meant to happen...or maybe it was because I only saw my boyfriend half a dozen times during the summer...I don't know. This boy was gorgeous...but he was a freshman, I was a junior, and I had a boyfriend. No chance. August 15th...relationship strain reaches an all time high, despite the fact that it was our 10 month anniversary. Then...that night, I got the phone call that caused my entire world to come crashing down around me...the call that broke my heart. I never thought that would happen...I thought we would be together forever. That boy broke my heart...wait, let me rephrase...shattered my heart.
But...I got the nerve--thanks to Heather kinda--to befriend the boy I saw on the first day of band camp. Despite my aching heart, I did. The last Friday of band camp at Southeast was the UNL Band Exhibition. He couldn't get a ride, but I got his number. As well as Gabe's, but that was/is unimportant. All that mattered was me getting over the fact my heart was in a billion pieces at the bottom of my rib cage. The night of the Exhibition, Heather, Chris, and I decided to hang out the following Sunday at the mall. We all met up, but Heather had to leave early. After Heather left, Chris took me to Glow in the Dark Golf and we had a good time making the golf balls glow. Quite amusing to say the least. And by that night...I had a new boyfriend.
I never expected it to last...
My birthday came on August 29th...the greatest day in a long time. Skipped out on Guard practice...got a dozen roses...got my licence...fit 32 balloons into my little car--and only popped one...and had a great party with some of my best friends. It may have been small, but I had an amazing time.
...pretty uneventful for the most part...minus the Heather-Mike ordeal. Yes...one of my best friends dated my ex. Nice huh? But she broke up with him rather than bear me not talking to her. True friend. He wasn't happy about it, but...that's not my fault.
...the ups and downs of being friends with your ex boyfriend. Band progressed and we experienced the ups and downs of having an inexperienced coach as well as two rookies who didn't belong on color guard. Lots of anger...yes, yes. Rather be small and mighty instead of big and clumsy. Hopefully next year will be different.
...tension with the ex builds up big time. At the end of the month the band went to Hawaii, which was an experience of a lifetime. I've already covered all of the Hawaii crap in a previous entry, so I don't feel the need to go there again.
...I come home from Hawaii to snow and ice. Ick. I also come home to my ex getting hooked up with the meanest little witch in the world. And it goes even farther downhill from there. Thursday, December 8th...after the pep rally, I was followed up to my locker by two stupid little girls who had nothing better to do than harass me. Finally, I said, "Let's settle this once and for all. I don't talk to you, you don't talk to me. The end." And they're just like "hahahaha whatever," and started to walk off. So I left too, and get shoved by one non-nice individual, and she says the other non-nice individual shoved her into me...so whatever. I just turned around and pushed back. Instinct ya know? Then I got punched...turned and pushed back again. Too many concerts under my belt not to. Then the stupid little freshman goes f'ing gestapo on me. Whatever. I wont fight a freshman. I'm in Students for Peace...c'mon. That and I don't like hurting people...like my ex. Everyone's like, "YOU COULD HAVE KILLED THAT STUPID IDIOT," and I'm just like "Yeah, I could have, but I'm the bigger person for not doing anything." But yeah, the witch broke my nose...but that's just because she suckerpunched me as I was walking away. Yes, yes, let's go 2 on 1 while the 1 is walking away. Real big of you. Hahaha. Makes me laugh. Now they have court for assault and disturbing the peace. My mom wanted full charges pressed...and I'm just like "let's get over it, and get on with our lives. They can deal with what they did." And get this...the stupid little girl didn't even get grounded for a full month. Great parents. Uh-huh. Then my ex went totally psycho cause he's an obsessive little boy...and started threatening all this crap against my current boyfriend and I. Stupid, stupid. And that got him suspended and sent to CAPS. His own fault. And his parents hate me. Oh darn. I don't give a damn anymore. I hate his dad. He's an idiot. He lets his son drink...makes his son drive him home when he's drunk...and had the nerve to tell Mike there was no way I had surgery. As the saying goes, "Bitch, please." If he says my surgery wasn't real, then he can pay my unreal medical bills.
Anyways. Christmas was alright. Jesci's birthday was good. New Year's was even better...
...New Year's...yay! Chris stayed the weekend, and we had an amazing time. I got the best New Year's kiss EVER. Uh-huh. Now...the semester's almost over, and after that, I wont have ANY classes with my ex. Woohoo.
December's kinda long...haha wonder why. But yes, it's taken me forever to type all of this out, but I'm finally done. And I need to go to school.
So, I'm out kids.
Love,
Bai