HELP!!!!

Ok, so I'm taking an algebra 2 class.. And I wanna cry.. It's so HARD! :(

Get Focused!

Hay, bloggies! So I told you guys that I made the varsity volleyball team this year. So this is like my year! I should be killing, blocking, and digging the ball every chance I get, right? So, what's wrong with me? Every time I get out there on the court, I think too darn much. My coach and my teammates tell me that I need to stop thinking and just react, but even when I think that I'm doing that, I end up with 9 errors in one match... :-\
Soooooo... I just don't know what to do.. I know I have all the mechanics and the potential to be a great volleyball player... But.. Why can't I just live up to that potential?
I'm still working on it, guys.. So please just pray for me! It'd be SOOOOO GREATLY appreciated!

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!

So, I asked my friend if he was going to homecoming this year and he told me probably not. :( This is one of my good guy friends and so I was like 'Why not?' His response is that he has waaaaay too many memories and his only explanation for that lame excuse was that girls just wanna have fun.

And so I got to thinking, is this really true?

I mean, I've seen it first hand that many high school girls are all about having a good time and so are a lot of high school guys, too. At homecoming last year, there was a lot of twerking, as to be expected, by many wild girls and lots of other kinds of wild dancing. But is it fair to say that all girls only wanna have fun?? I think not.

As I've learned recently about myself, I'm a very focused and driven girl. When I set my mind on something, I must accomplish the task at hand with flying colors. I hate not being the best at something. So when my friend said that all girls just wanna have fun, I was totally offended by this.

Of course, I do love a good time. But a good time can be perceived in many different ways by different people. For instance, fun to me can be as simple as the picture below....

But other girls can see fun as being something close to this image....

Either way, the statement "all girls just wanna have fun" is totally invalid.. However, if you remove a single word, the revised statement could have some truth value ;)

Girls just wanna have fun :)

She's So WEIRD!

Why is it that everywhere I go in all stages of life, people always tell me that I'm weird? I remember in elementary school people would always tell me that I was weird.. Not a lot of people were jumping up and down to be friends with me because of this. And now I'm in high school and MANY people have told me that their first impression of me was that I'm weird. Why is that exactly? I'm a little unsure...

And after asking some people why they thought this about me, I've learned that it's because I'm always happy.. Or because I skip down the hall sometimes.. Or because I like holding hands with people.. Or even because I would talk to almost ANYONE. And after hearing all this, I reflect on my behavior and yes, all this is true. But does that make me weird?


Does it really make me a weird person because I'm always happy or am I just a high-spirited person? Do I have to be called weird because I like to skip around places or can I just have a lot of energy? Do I have to be classified as a weirdo because I hold hands with a lot of people? Or can I just be a touchy person? Maybe there are people with only a few of those traits but not all of them.. And me having all of them makes me weird. So weird to the point where some people "can't stand" me. Or so weird that no one wants to talk to me, but instead talk about me.

But the funny thing is that if I knew a girl like me I would jump at the chance to talk to her because I've never met anyone comparable. :)

I Got Over It ;)

Hay, bloggies! As I promised, I am posting about the story of how I got over the ex that I "loved so much." :)  So sit back, relax, grab a snack maybe and read on.... :)

Background Info
So, as you all know, that guy and I were together for three months. Actually, we broke up on September 8th, which is coming up pretty soon! :) That was the longest relationship I'd ever been in, just in case you guys didn't know that already. I typically would get tired of my boyfriends after about two weeks once the infatuation period was over. But this guy [we'll call him AAA] was different for some reason and this reason was unknown to me. Recently, I've realized that it was solely physical attraction. AAA had a great sense of humor as well, but he sucked as a boyfriend in a long-distance relationship. If both of us had been on the same page and maybe communicated a little bit better, we probably would've lasted longer. But at this point, I'm done regretting things. :) Because I'm over him.

The Breakup
Now that I've given a little bit of background information, let's get to the interesting part-- the breakup! On September 8, 2010, AAA and I broke up. Our relationship ended the same way it began-- through text. I started the breaking up process with a text telling AAA that having a long-distance relationship was "a lot harder than I thought it would be." And his response was upsetting to say the least. AAA said that he believed that it was difficult for him, too, and that he understood if I wanted to break up. Now, if this were any of my past boyfriends speaking, I would've just said 'Ok, it's over.' But this wasn't any of the guys that I'd quickly gotten over before real feelings of affection could possibly develop. This was AAA, the guy that I thought I was in love with. Anyway, by the end of our conversation, we had broken up and he said that he had to go. Looking back on the breakup now, I feel stupid because I should've seen the signs of his character and predicted a breakup like this one. However, from the very beginning I did not listen to my instincts telling me that he probably wasn't the best choice, as we were not on the same level of maturity. I simply wanted more out of the relationship and he just wasn't ready. So while I was with AAA, I always saw his potential and our potential together, which of course never amounted to anything because we ended up splitting after three months.

The Aftermath
After AAA and I broke up, I was devastated. I cried the night of our breakup, the morning after our breakup, and all the days that followed our breakup. Ok.. So that was a bit of an exaggeration. I didn't really cry that much, but crying after a breakup is completely abnormal for me. The guys I dated before AAA never meant so much to me because I'd never invested so much time and energy into any of them. So this breakup hurt baaaaaad. For the longest time I thought I would never get over him because he was so perfect and good-looking. He was funny and he was a gentleman. He seemed like the only "good guy" on this earth, or in Kansas City, at least. Although I knew this wasn't true, I became very impatient during the healing process and wanted AAA back soooooo badly! Of course I would never tell him that. I wanted him to come back to me. But the feeling that he and I could one day amount to something again  burned in my heart and continued to haunt me in life. For the longest time, simply thinking about him would cause me to tear up. Eventually, I was able to think about him for a few minutes before getting emotional again, but the pain still remained. This was the worst breakup ever!

Getting Over It... Finally!
So after months of harboring the pain from my breakup with AAA, I decided to search his name on facebook to see if anything would pop up. While we were together he didn't have a facebook, which was something that I admired about him, so you can imagine how surprised I was to see that his name popped up in my search box. I was a little hesitant at first, but I finally went to his page. I scrolled through all the pictures of him and his younger sister when they were kids and family photos that he had posted. I looked through his wall posts and statuses and nothing had upset me until I saw a post from a girl that I used to go to school with. She posted on his wall saying how she missed him and blah blah blah... He replied that he missed her, too and that she should hit him up.. He gave her his number. After seeing that, I lost it. I cried and cried for about ten minutes then I lay down and I cried some more. I kept thinking about what a fool I had been for ever liking him and about how his statuses showed another side of him that I could've easily picked up on if I hadn't been so infatuated with him. I felt terrible, but seeing that he wasn't anything like the guy I thought he was and that he'd been moving on opened my eyes to something that really helped me overcome my pain. AAA was not worth all that. He clearly wasn't the guy that I was so "in love with," but I saw what I wanted to see when I was with him. Finally seeing him for who he really was and what he was about made me realize that he doesn't deserve to be the reason for my tears. I can now look at his facebook page and at his new girlfriend's page without getting the least bit emotional. :)
But instead, I laugh at all their cute little posts...

"I miss you!.... I miss you more... You're the best boyfriend ever!"


Now I can look at all that and laugh.. Because I've been there before :) But I'm over it.