It's been only about five days ever since school ended. But in five days, so much stuff has happened ...
On the last day of school, we had our annual All-School Awards Assembly, where the entire Richardson staff give out awards for highest GPA, best writer, etc. It was shorter than I expected it to be, so that's a good thing, because I can't sit still no matter what I do. Then we went to the quad for the 7th Grade Raffle and crap. I won a basketball. Afterwards, it was lunch. I knew that this was going to be a very tearful lunch. All the 8th Graders were crying, but I don't blame them. After all, they more than likely lost most, if not all, of their friends. As for the 6th Graders, they don't understand that much, because after all, it was their first year. 7th Grade? Much different. Almost everyone in my grade had friends in 8th Grade, including me. I won't see most of my 8th Grade friends anymore. My friend, Leah, lost a lot of her friends, because more than half of them were in 8th Grade. She was crying, and she asked for a hug, so I gave her one. I walked myself out of the campus, waiting for the bus. I saw Danielle behind me, and she waved to me. I didn't know that she was waving to me, so I just walked away. I'm betting that she saw me burst into tears that time, knowing that I wouldn't see her for a while now. Anyway, the bus got to my school, and I climbed on, still crying. My friend, Patricia, was also crying. She's usually playing jokes on me, and annoying the crap outta me, but she's a great friend. She asked me to look at her, because she wondered if I was crying too. She told me to give her my yearbook, so I took it out of my backpack. When she gave it back to me, I found that she was sorry for everything and that she gave me her number. Before I got off the bus, she wanted me to hug her. That wouldn't happen until the last day of 8th Grade for us, so I gave one to her. When I got back home, I gave her a call, and asked if she was alright. She was, and asked if I was. I wasn't crying much anymore, so yeah. And that was the end of the last day of school.
And yes, I'm not finished yet. xD Anyway, since I got Patricia's number, we started to talk more and more. She always made three-ways with various other friends of ours, such as Carolina, Angel, Svetlana, Leah, and other people. We were also prank calling other people, pretty hilarious. xD She gave me Ricardo's (7th Grade) number, Leah's number, and Danielle's number. Sometimes she even put Danielle on the three-ways, too. We didn't talk much, me and Danielle. Always short convos, maybe 5-10 sentences. Patricia and I talked a lot. About random crap. Of course, the phone bill's gonna huge. xD She said that Danielle wanted to be my friend now, to talk to me normally.
I don't know. It's just that, so much stuff is happening, and I can't think straight. Too much stuff to think about ...
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