...on the topic of Friday, I'm impressed with how everybody I know has decided on the co-curricular clubs they're joining. It makes me feel lost. I only have my eyes set on one club but what are the odds of me getting in there?
Fateful Fridays such as this day don't come very often, eh? I seized it with whatever I had and I'm happy for all that happened today. I swear, the moment I climbed up the agonizing stairway to the point I got out of the van was just glorious. It's weird how awfully defining this day was for every single one of the HS body. I realized one thing about me; I'm mostly robotic. Period.
But that's not what made my day postworthy. There's this person my friends "antagonized" because of her tendencies to bite backs. I never knew her apart from what I've been told by my friends so my brain was programmed to think of her badly as well but that changed when I felt drawn to group with her to try out for the Forensics club. Lord knows if that was the first time she talked to me but she was nice. Above nice, even.
Debating isn't my thing at all and with my bite plate, I refuse to put too much attention to myself when speaking. It's a skill, you know? But it's an entirely different thing when you're with this semi-stranger who you can talk with as though you grew up on the same street. I didn't take her as the type who would get into heartless clubs like Forensics, but the fact that she had interest in it completely changed my perspective of her.
She's definitely more than the gossiping biatch I was told of. She didn't lug around contempt at all; she had a kind heart set on debating. Who knew? I had to leave the try-outs before we started the actual auditioning process but I vowed that I would join her in next year's try-outs, even if debating's way out of my league. Her friends probably preferred mainstream activities like, I don't know, soccer, but I'll be more than glad to fill in the hole they opened feet-first. (Lame!)
I'm happy that we were friends even if it was only an hour. She probably wouldn't look at me in the hallways until next year's try-outs but I'm fine with that. I wouldn't bother saying hi to her anyway. Remember the clandestine wars I mentioned way back then? There are unwritten rules some people follow in high school.
I don't know if she passed the try-outs smoothly but she repeatedly said she wouldn't get in before she got the results. She wasn't the only one to do that. I jumped up and down beside the whiteboard in Year Three's floor to shake off my paranoia while waiting for my own set of results from the first club I wanted to join. My friend (some other person who did get into Forensics) and I couldn't console her properly but I do hope, until now, that she'd get into Forensics. I don't say or type this much, but she deserved what she wanted.
And she's determined. How many of the people in my batch would completely detach themselves from familiarity and friends and dive into risky situations that they may or may not succeed in? She showed perfect maturity and I really salute her.
Enough with the unnamed person worth respecting. I just haven't been this happy for non-malicious reasons. I think this year's going to be great, based on everything that happened today. And I think this post's long enough. I'm too tired to do anything else with this post. Maybe I'll add more useless information in the following days. But that's it for today.
And don't expect me to make sense anymore, by the way. Evolution says I'm turning into someone you wouldn't remember. I'll do normal posts from now on. The definition of normal varies from person to person. I don't want to explain. I just want to finish this.
Fateful Fridays such as this day don't come very often, eh? I seized it with whatever I had and I'm happy for all that happened today. I swear, the moment I climbed up the agonizing stairway to the point I got out of the van was just glorious. It's weird how awfully defining this day was for every single one of the HS body. I realized one thing about me; I'm mostly robotic. Period.
But that's not what made my day postworthy. There's this person my friends "antagonized" because of her tendencies to bite backs. I never knew her apart from what I've been told by my friends so my brain was programmed to think of her badly as well but that changed when I felt drawn to group with her to try out for the Forensics club. Lord knows if that was the first time she talked to me but she was nice. Above nice, even.
Debating isn't my thing at all and with my bite plate, I refuse to put too much attention to myself when speaking. It's a skill, you know? But it's an entirely different thing when you're with this semi-stranger who you can talk with as though you grew up on the same street. I didn't take her as the type who would get into heartless clubs like Forensics, but the fact that she had interest in it completely changed my perspective of her.
She's definitely more than the gossiping biatch I was told of. She didn't lug around contempt at all; she had a kind heart set on debating. Who knew? I had to leave the try-outs before we started the actual auditioning process but I vowed that I would join her in next year's try-outs, even if debating's way out of my league. Her friends probably preferred mainstream activities like, I don't know, soccer, but I'll be more than glad to fill in the hole they opened feet-first. (Lame!)
I'm happy that we were friends even if it was only an hour. She probably wouldn't look at me in the hallways until next year's try-outs but I'm fine with that. I wouldn't bother saying hi to her anyway. Remember the clandestine wars I mentioned way back then? There are unwritten rules some people follow in high school.
I don't know if she passed the try-outs smoothly but she repeatedly said she wouldn't get in before she got the results. She wasn't the only one to do that. I jumped up and down beside the whiteboard in Year Three's floor to shake off my paranoia while waiting for my own set of results from the first club I wanted to join. My friend (some other person who did get into Forensics) and I couldn't console her properly but I do hope, until now, that she'd get into Forensics. I don't say or type this much, but she deserved what she wanted.
And she's determined. How many of the people in my batch would completely detach themselves from familiarity and friends and dive into risky situations that they may or may not succeed in? She showed perfect maturity and I really salute her.
Enough with the unnamed person worth respecting. I just haven't been this happy for non-malicious reasons. I think this year's going to be great, based on everything that happened today. And I think this post's long enough. I'm too tired to do anything else with this post. Maybe I'll add more useless information in the following days. But that's it for today.
And don't expect me to make sense anymore, by the way. Evolution says I'm turning into someone you wouldn't remember. I'll do normal posts from now on. The definition of normal varies from person to person. I don't want to explain. I just want to finish this.
