Okay, so as I think I've said before I met my boyfriend online. He and I were friends for about two and a half years before we got together. He'd known me since I was an idiot freshman freaking out cause the hot guy in math doesn't talk to me(not sure if I actually freaked about that, but it sounds like something I would have whined about) He's also the guy that put up with me whining about guys treating me like crap, and whatever other stupid problems I've had since 2nd semester of freshman year.
What I never really talk about is the sheer luck involved in this. And as far back as I've gone for myself its kinda crazy.
So in 2005 I joined Gaia, eventually I found an artist who had links to his DeviantArt, this took me almost two years to do. And I only registered on DeviantArt because I wanted to follow this guy's art, cause he was damn good. Already this involves some serious luck, finding an artist who is actually good, who also has an account, on that specific site.
Then at the beginning of 09 I met Him, one of us just happened to find something the other had posted, and just happened to like it. Then we just happened to keep talking, and talking, and talking. Yeah, I've made few true friends on that site, few people that I talked to for more than a few days. But he and I kept talking, and then flirting. That summer we found out that we only lived on opposite sides of the same damn state. Considering how many of my friends are not even in my country its would have been amazing to find out he was American, but finding out he was in the same state was insane. I honestly dont think I would still be with him if he were really far away. Also, that summer we talked about meeting, and admitted to being in love with eachother. Then we friendzoned eachother, because we were idiots! (well we might still be idiots, but I think he's pretty smart, so I really dont know)
Getting him in my life was some serious luck. Keeping him there was even more luck, I've been told I'm not easy to deal with at best. While we didnt meet that year, or even the year after. (though I found proof that we whined about wanting to that year) We stayed friends, we stayed close.
Then finally, in late May we confessed our love(AGAIN) and got together. About two years overdue, but it happened!
I honestly think most sane people would have quit and moved on. Nope! Not us dumbasses!
Looking back it makes me laugh so much at how silly we were, and makes me even happier that I have him now.
Hun, if you read this; having you in my life is incredible, and I love you so much.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
An Accidental Autobiography
If anyone hasnt guessed by now I'm currently a senior in high school. Now I've done the regular high school, where you go to a cluster of buildings and navigate through the clusterfuck of crowds. Not to mention the typical mess that is the social scene, dear god that place is a mess.
Anyway, the best way to sum up each year of high school is as follows:
Freshman Year: This was the year that I switched back and forth between wanting to go to art school and not even caring if I graduated. I'm pretty sure I flunked almost half my classes first semester, and the only reason I passed anything 2nd semester was because I got better at bullshitting every assignment. The only classes that I put any effort into were my art classes. This year was also a total disaster socially as a large portion of my friends wanted little to do with me and I had to build my social circle from scratch again. (I had moved to Washington the year before, showing up in 8th grade knowing no one)
Sophomore Year: I think I still kinda talked about art school, I'm not really sure. Anyway, I would have cared more that year if it hadnt been for many upheavals in my personal life. Grades still were shittastic due to my inability to focus in the environment my classes had, and the distractions from my personal life. Though the social situation did get much better, I found a group that I seemed to fit into nicely, but I also suffered from an inability to get a damn date.
Junior Year: Oh this year I really wanted to care, this is when I know my focus had shifted to cosmetology rather than art school. The shift partially being due to my cutting my own hair since halfway through freshman year, and rarely fucking it up. And for the record, I have boyishly short hair, its not easy to cut it yourself, seeing as you cant really tell what youre doing. But again, home issues (aka dealing with a step mom that hates me) kept me distracted most of the year. Socially I was a bit more of a recluse, but still semi stable. This was also my last year in a regular high school.
Now senior year, I've transfered to online classes. This means I can pretty much do my work when I want to (other than class sessions I need to log on for) which for me personally is wonderful because I'm a nightowl. Getting up at 6 every morning to go to school did not work well. Actually, it was a disaster at best.
I'm still planning on going to school for cosmetology, just not in Cali like I threatened my whole family for well over a year. It looks like I'm moving to a city I kinda hate, and I'm probably going to learn to really hate it after I'm there for 5 quarters. My plan is to move again as soon as I can. This year I've gotten wonderfully antisocial, even my best friends rarely see me. And my grades still suck, but at least I'm passing.
Oh and I've realized that I'm finally the person I've been acting like since 8th grade. Except I'm still not a lesbian, my guy issues have not gotten that bad yet. Crazy I know. Oh and Im even more cynical, because I just had to get worse somehow. XD
Senior year = sex, drugs, and a shitty taste in music
Yeah I originally planned to write about what a change online school has been for me, but I'm feeling too cynical for that. So what?
Anyway, the best way to sum up each year of high school is as follows:
Freshman Year: This was the year that I switched back and forth between wanting to go to art school and not even caring if I graduated. I'm pretty sure I flunked almost half my classes first semester, and the only reason I passed anything 2nd semester was because I got better at bullshitting every assignment. The only classes that I put any effort into were my art classes. This year was also a total disaster socially as a large portion of my friends wanted little to do with me and I had to build my social circle from scratch again. (I had moved to Washington the year before, showing up in 8th grade knowing no one)
Sophomore Year: I think I still kinda talked about art school, I'm not really sure. Anyway, I would have cared more that year if it hadnt been for many upheavals in my personal life. Grades still were shittastic due to my inability to focus in the environment my classes had, and the distractions from my personal life. Though the social situation did get much better, I found a group that I seemed to fit into nicely, but I also suffered from an inability to get a damn date.
Junior Year: Oh this year I really wanted to care, this is when I know my focus had shifted to cosmetology rather than art school. The shift partially being due to my cutting my own hair since halfway through freshman year, and rarely fucking it up. And for the record, I have boyishly short hair, its not easy to cut it yourself, seeing as you cant really tell what youre doing. But again, home issues (aka dealing with a step mom that hates me) kept me distracted most of the year. Socially I was a bit more of a recluse, but still semi stable. This was also my last year in a regular high school.
Now senior year, I've transfered to online classes. This means I can pretty much do my work when I want to (other than class sessions I need to log on for) which for me personally is wonderful because I'm a nightowl. Getting up at 6 every morning to go to school did not work well. Actually, it was a disaster at best.
I'm still planning on going to school for cosmetology, just not in Cali like I threatened my whole family for well over a year. It looks like I'm moving to a city I kinda hate, and I'm probably going to learn to really hate it after I'm there for 5 quarters. My plan is to move again as soon as I can. This year I've gotten wonderfully antisocial, even my best friends rarely see me. And my grades still suck, but at least I'm passing.
Oh and I've realized that I'm finally the person I've been acting like since 8th grade. Except I'm still not a lesbian, my guy issues have not gotten that bad yet. Crazy I know. Oh and Im even more cynical, because I just had to get worse somehow. XD
Senior year = sex, drugs, and a shitty taste in music
Yeah I originally planned to write about what a change online school has been for me, but I'm feeling too cynical for that. So what?
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