If you have read Part 1 and 2 already AND you’re reading this one, I applaud you! I’m sorry if this series is too long. I don’t want to make one post too long either though. Anyway, the worse of it was Part 2 and from there, it doesn’t get any worse. From here on out, it’s just the typical teen angst and “get me out of this town” vibe. 🙂
Back home with My Mother
Well, technically, it’s both. After a year of hell, I had lost all meaning of relationships and what it meant to be a part of a family. I had actually grown to hate it in a way, that I just wanted to be alone, all the time.
Eighth grade was sort of a fresh start to me, but it wasn’t the best either. I made new friends and reconnected with friends I had lost after second grade. The summer between second and third grade, I moved to a new district which meant new people and friends. However, at that age, that wasn’t a big deal.
There was only one high school in my hometown when I started. It’s the same one my mother and my older sister went to. Small towns! Before I continue on, I want to share few overview notes about my high school years.
First, I am not religious and I don’t believe in God. Please don’t take this the wrong way, religion just never worked out for me. However, in high school I was a Christian and I believed. It was during my junior year that I started doubting and having issues with it. I MIGHT write another post about my journey in exploring different religions and if I’m able, I’ll explain why none of them worked out for me. Secondly, as mentioned in Part 1, I was well known and quite well respected. What I mean by this, is that I never had issues with anyone in high school. I always felt that IF someone had an issue with me and they tried to get in my face about it, I was surrounded by people who liked me and would back me up. I still believe that to be true to this day. Even though I don’t speak to, see, or basically interact with anyone from high school, I know that we all respect each other and look out for one another.
I don’t want to waste your time with rambling on about each year so I figured I would put down the school year and then select a few words and phrases to describe me during that time. If you want me to write an article on each year, leave a comment below and I’ll start working on that for a future post!
Band geek, athletic training, senior friends, and wanderlust kid with nothing else to do.
… To be honest, I don’t remember much about this year. All my senior friends had left, I played JV soccer, and started working at Domino’s Pizza.
Ahh. Junior year. JV Soccer again, Student Council (my favorite part), and still working at Domino’s Pizza.
Varsity soccer, Student Council (again, my favorite part), and STILL working for Domino’s Pizza. The biggest thing you should take from my senior year is that I was SET on going to Northern Arizona University.
If you’ll notice, Domino’s Pizza was the only constant thing in my life in high school. Yes, pizza is pretty much my favorite food! Haha!
Compared to my middle school years, high school was a breeze. In Part 4, I will talk about my first three years of college, depression, and more. Part 5 will cover the last 6 years, the best years, of my life to this day!
Up next, the obligatory New Years Post!