Yeah.
That's kind of what writing is for me.
That and music is what lets me release what is all bottled up inside.
My high school career is at the end of its road. Seriously. We've had 12 years of schooling now and it has gone by like that.
I'm finding it hard to feel sad or emotionally attached to my last 3 years of high school.
To be completely honest - people at Bountiful High are douche-bags.
The guys are cocky and arrogant and not to mention so shallow that fish would drowned in those waters. If your thinking I'm exaggerating, ask anyone that wanders those red brick walls, they will tell you the same thing.
Truly beautiful people have it really hard. I feel bad for them. And please spare me the "Andie, your beautiful." spiel, I know I am. But not like some of the people that go to my school. Its like people are taking prenatal beautiful pills that make their children gorgeous. I'm. Not. Kidding.
But there are some people there that make me rethink how amazing people really are, when they aren't in front of an audience.
Hayden - and no, that is not his real name - for example. I have had a crush on him since 2nd grade and to tell you the truth, he is an amazing guy. Brilliantly smart and hot too. He has the whole package to be honest. Plus, he talks to me and smiles at me in the halls. This might not be a big deal, but since I have aerobics and yoga every day, I have given up trying to be cute at school - so it is a big deal.
Men are visual creatures. And no matter how you put it, they like pretty things. Shiny things. And beautiful things. Its not a surprise and its expected and truthfully, I like pretty things too!
~~~~~~~~~Side story. Today I took Ari, Hannah, Aidan, and Sydney to get slushies after school and while I was backing out of the parking spot, there was an amazingly striking guy walking out. I had to tell myself to look back at the road because I was in danger of crashing into another car! But this just proves my point! Humans love pretty. Thats probably why I love What Not To Wear and Americas Next Top Model, I love to see something transformed from 'Eww' to 'WOW'.
But back to my point. The boys (and thats what they are, boys) at B-Town High are shallow, and crude, and I want out. Now. I want a returned missionary. I want a first date. I want a first kiss. I want to be taken to Prom and wear a pretty dress. And I probably wont get that in the next 12 weeks of high school. But that is ultimately okay! It builds character! Stay clean right? Yeah. Thats my mantra right now!
I am happy right now.
Heavenly Father is showing me that I deserve amazing things, and I just have to work for them, and also believe that I deserve them. Work hard, and let God do the rest. Thats my new mantra.
Happy Reading People!
Love,
Andie;)
2 comments:
Your right most guys are shallow because they have nothing in this world to worry about but themselves. Men are like parking spots, all the good ones are taken and the rest are handicapped. Hang in there my dear, you will get your wonderful when the time is right:)! Love you!
In some ways, "high school is a survival course!" Life doesn't really begin until you get out of high school then people really do become more real because it seems that all the 'labels' go away and people start seeing each other for who they are. You have not only survived you have triumphed! You are clean and pure which is a far more than a lot of SHINY high school kids.
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