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There's a lot to talk about and not a lot of time to talk about it. That's sort of the story of life put into one sentence, heh. Last night was the Mardi Gras dance. It was really cool. But I'm skipping ahead to be honest, because things happened before the dance that were kind of neat as well. School ended with me hopping on the bus with Jon Teeter, heading for my house to eat food then go to the church and clean it up. I did the cleaning, but Jon kept asking me questions about my beliefs, and for psychological opinions and such. It was fun talking to Jon, and I think we could be good friends in the future. Anyway - we went to the dance. I wore my grass skirt and lei, and had a good time dancing with a good number of people. The girl I met the other day who jumped inside my trench coat was there - I learned she likes some tiny gothic dude named Nick, but she said she wants to be good friends with me. I agreed with her. Hot girls have friends. To be honest, I didn't dance all that much with Veronica that night . . . come to think of it, a girl named Trinka danced with me the most. I don't really like her in the way she likes me (as I found out). Lots of people were there, there was a lot of really cool energy and such, and I'm glad I went and had a good time. It was strange for me to see Jenna, especially looking at her best. She was dancing kind of funny, but she was still as pretty as usual. She wore make-up, and had straight hair, where as she usually has no make-up and curly hair. "A little more flawless than you really are" - the story of make-up. I'm practically almost over her though, because I really didn't have a desire to touch her and start dancing and such, and if I did I didn't feel comfortable doing it, which means that she isn't right for me. God the mind plays tricks on us foolish teenagers. Today was the Leprauchan Classic - a big track meet hours away from home. It was pretty boring during the day, considering I only ran one event. The 1600 went pretty well, but I didn't get a personal record. I ended up running one second slower than my personal record, so I ran a 5:50. Considering I got pushed and almost fell on the third lap, that's not bad. Also considering the lack of sleep, that's not bad. I was dancing until roughly 11:10 last night, and got home and slept around 12:10 because my parents / brother were still up and doing things. By the way, yes, my brother is home until tomorrow. He's getting some work done on his teeth, taking some time away from his girlfriend, and visiting with the family. I can't say there's much else on my mind. It kind of sucked not having a lot to do today at the meet - forgetting my C.D. player, pen, and paper, was a bad incident. I ended up flipping through images in my memory, remembering all sorts of things. I thought about Jenna a bit, mainly because the situation is still frustrating and aching inside of me. Even though I'm ready to move on, some of my emotions still seem to be lingering, which is typical of any relationship in any occasion. As Charles Jeung (psychologist) once said, "For every thought there is also a shadow thought." - meaning that for every thought we have there is an opposite and conflicting thought against the thought we have just mentioned. So, I say I'm ready to move on, yet part of me also is not ready. When I say I am not ready, part of me is very ready to do so. Isn't the mind incredible? I'm going to go take a long awaited shower, play corney classic Macintosh video games, and download some music that I heard at the meet today and enjoyed. I've got a lot of homework since I wasn't able to do any on Friday or today. It kind of bites. Take care my friends.
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