Rooftops

Today was really a nice day. Why was it nice? Our ward (Which is just a term for neighborhood) hosted a dance at a terrace. I wasn't expecting to have much fun, because I have bad blood with a lot of the people there, and I am a TERRIBLE, and I mean TERRIBLE, dancer. It wasn't a recipe for success, especially considering that the earlier day was really quite crappy. The dance went as I thought for a while, I really just sat around and felt bad about myself for being rejected by the girl I like, like I have for the past few days. I've been really very sad about that. So I had my iPod and my earphones in when my next door neighbor, RB, came and sat right down next to me. It was seriously unexpected. He saw that I had earbuds in and we talked about music for a while. It turns out the two of us really have a lot in common. We like a lot of the same bands (VERY uncommon, I'm far from mainstream.) we both played guitar, and we both weren't expecting to have a good time at the dance. I think he made it really bearable for me, and I appreciate him a lot for that. Then comes the part I've been dreading. The dancing. I've never understood dancing. The way I see it, all these get together dances are just a bunch of kids gathering around some speakers playing crappy music and flailing their heads. Once RB had gone away, I hit the soda. I easily drank enough soda to make me extremely restless at night. When I was drinking and leaning along the terrace edge, it was sunset. On my iPod came a song called Rooftops. I thought it was kind of funny because we were on a roof of sorts. It's a song about never really knowing when you're gonna go, and that you should live life to your fullest. I was surprised at the fact that it kind of hit me. "What am I doing here, just drinking soda and feeling sorry for myself?" Then a slow dance came around about three minutes later. I wasn't expecting to really get asked, because I never did. So I sat down, and to my surprise, I got asked! I was thinking of saying no, because I don't dance. But it really couldn't hurt, so did it. It was really awesome. I think I needed that. I didn't know this girl very well, only making occasional small talk, but even though she didn't really see it as much, she made my night. Then we went home, and it's just surprising how much fun I had at something I was dreading so much.

Stupid bus...

Today didn't start off so good. At all. You see, I have one of the most messed up buses ever. The driver usually comes like, 20 minutes early. So recently me, and my older sister have been trying to work with the schedule. But today was different. Today the bus came over an HOUR late! I was almost a half hour late for school! I thought that today was going to be one of those crappy days. I guess I was wrong. My first class today was Drama (I'm pretty big on performing arts.) and my teacher, Mr. B, my favorite teacher immediately believed me about the bus. He's cool like that. So anyways, me and my friends BB, DH, and KC all were working together on a scene from Much Ado About Nothing. KC and I kept on making fun of our character's names. It was fun. After Drama I had English. It went well considering that I aced my test, which is what I was really worried about today. After that we just did our thing and I was my regular annoying self. Next was Russian class. Not really much to talk about there, even though I really like my teacher, the rowdy kids just don't shut up, so he spends more time talking to them about being quiet than he does teaching. But lunch was awesome. I usually sit with my two best friends, CP and NS. But today I decided to change it up and sit outside with my other friend, PG. I have some bad blood with a few people in that group, otherwise I would sit there more. But anyways, after I had finished my lunch, it was just me and my friend AM (These initials must be confusing...) We went to the practice rooms in the choir room and I listened to everyone be awesome as I regretted not paying attention to my piano lessons. I plan to bring my guitar tomorrow and practice, since the walls are soundproof and I can print out music easy. Then there was my favorite class, Computer Programming. We had to play a game called Sugar Sugar, and I was grouped with NS and another friend of mine, JR. We derped around, and overall, it was just a good day.

Well, here goes nothing...

Gosh, how to start this off... I've always wanted to really be dedicated to a blog. I've had a couple throwaways, but for some reason, I felt really compelled to make this one. I guess I just really need a way to let out how I feel about the world around me, you know? If you're reading this, you're basically my talking (or typing, whichever you prefer) journal. Unless you're a baby that can't talk but can miraculously read. In that event, how did you get on the internet in the first place? But anyways, a little bit about me. I'm a teenage guy, In case you couldn't tell by the title. Not too old, but I'm not going to disclose my age or location at any point. I go to an advanced school, so call me smart, I'm really not. I LOVE music, not mainstream junk, more out of the way stuff, like Jimi Hendrix and Linkin Park (Those guys are my idols!!!) and I'm huge on both sports and video games. Especially video games. Sometimes I'll just go off ranting about the latest Assassin's Creed video or whatever (Just ask my friends!) So far, I live a pretty stable life with a lot of great friends. One of them is what I think inspired me to start this, because hers is great. Like her, I'm going to refer to people (Including myself) in their initials, or first initials for privacy reasons. I do actually not have a crush at the moment, in case you're wondering. Strange for a teenage guy, I know. It's a long story. I also don't have very high self esteem, and I think it's because I have some serious issues when it comes to approval. I always want people to like me, especially older people at my school, and you know, I don't always do so good. You always hear people talk about how you shouldn't let people's opinions get you down, but my biggest flaw is that I do. It's more important than almost anything to me to have everyone think of me as a cool guy. And you know, you can't always satisfy people, so I get down on myself sometimes. Gosh, I feel like I'm ranting already. If anyone is reading this, I appreciate it, it's nice to have someone to talk to.