Teenager’s life story. Part THREE.

Life of an American Teenager!

Postby Hobbs » Sat Oct 02, 2010 11:41 pm

Day 3: Keeping Life Interesting
October 4th 2010

Well sometimes things happen that you just don’t expect. Then there are things you expect and just don’t want to happen. For me, none of these things were good today. Oddly enough, I’m still quite happy. I have no reason to get down. I just need to turn the corner and move on!

My day started off well, even a bit better than average. I woke up a little late and didn’t get a great breakfast (again) but since my dog, Norman, a pug, decided to wake me up at 3 in the morning I’ll cut myself a little slack for being tired.

School was boring. I’ll spare you the details but it comes down to I have a lot of work to do that I’m going to procrastinate doing. Things did start to happen after 5th period physics though. Like all bad things in life, it involves a girl.

So things haven’t been going great with the girl i like. I was doing all the right things and she seemed to like me but not anything more than a friend. I was talking to a friend and found out a couple things. First, most of the school seems to know that I like her. I was rather impressed by how fast it spread and how many people cared! I feel loved. I also found out the reason my girl doesn’t like me is because she has a boyfriend. Not only does she have a boyfriend but its a friend of mine. He is a great guy too. Not much I can do on that front. I am going to go ahead and give up on her now because if i don’t, besides looking like an asshole, something bad will happen. Life moves on!

Writing all that reminded me of an extremely awkward 2nd period AP Chemistry conversation. So there are two hot girls that sit behind me. At the moment they both like black guys. They are white. While normally I would not approve both are great guys and friends of mine. This was not the awkward part. Nor was the, I admit kind of mean, joke about the fat girl who sits in front of me. I HATE fat people (long story, I have my reasons and I’m sure I’ll write about them at some point) and this chick has to weigh 400 pounds. She doesn’t even fit in the desk. Add to that she smells and throws several bags, full of food I’m guessing since she is always eating too, blocking the narrow aisles between desks. Band kid of course. Probably the 1st, 2nd AND 3rd chairs for her instrument! Haha i just thought of that! Ok moving on to the awkwardness. So the two lovely, nice girls behind me asked me several questions. Including but not limited to, the size of their lips, who I have kissed and details, and my favorite, how to kiss. Turns out one of the girls has not had her first kiss and me and the other tried to explain to her how. Needless to say it was hilarious and probably hopeless. I think my best piece of advice was “Don’t Miss.” Honestly, wouldn’t that be bad? I think i called myself a “natural” at kissing at one point trying to explain she needed to not worry and just let it happen. She would do it naturally. The other girl helping me explain also started talking about not wanting to be eaten out or fingered. At that point I was ready to get out of the conversation. The whole conversation went as well as it possibly could, which means there was mostly laughing and too much information given. Kinda like the goofy kid who sits with at lunch telling us how many times he jacks off. That’s the last time I make a joke about that stuff.

After school wasn’t much fun. The parental, Dad, said “We need to have a little chat.” when i walked in. The “chat” was me being yelled at to get my act together. He still fails to understand how much stuff I have to do and how much more he wants me too. Only a few more years to put up with his insanity. He is in fact crazy, like Hitler. Extraordinarily smart (200+ IQ), he fails to grasp why people aren’t perfect or can’t do things he can. He can go days without sleep and do calculus in his head. I’m pretty smart but not quite THAT smart.

After he settled down things were a bit better. I got ready, drank a protein shake(one of the things i got yelled at about), and went to workout. Not a good protein shake either. My recipe for a protein shake does not cater to flavor. So i went to my workout. My first problem there was I was really early, 45 minutes. For some reason i was thinking 5:00 and not 5:30. I sat and wait not realizing i was at the wrong place since no one told me we switched. I work out normally at Dell Diamond in Round Rock but sometimes we go to the youth soccer fields behind the stadium and go over to the stadium only for the weights for the 2nd part of the workout. I had a good work out and went to my moms for dinner, the only time I see her usually. When I got home it was late but since it was one of the things I was yelled at about I did all the laundry. My dad called. I got yelled at for DOING the laundry and for eating dinner at my moms. Apparently I am not allowed to eat Hamburger Helper and he wanted the laundry done but just not tonight. One day I might understand my dad. Or not.

I’m going to work on a little homework after I’m done writing this then go to bed. I’ll just have to wait and see what tomorrow brings.

Baseball tournament this weekend and its a 3 day weekend! Next week is already looking busy with the PSAT, which i missed only one on last year, and pep rally and homecoming next Friday. Did i mention this Friday is also a huge rival football game? It is and I’ll definitely be there!

I’m off to write an essay that actually counts and do PreCal. And read for history. And do my Physics Lab. And you get the idea!

Thanks
Hobbs

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