Here I am, Once Again!

It's been interesting so far. Three people today asked me if I'm still with my ex-boyfriend~yikes. There are those things that you just don't want to think about-I hate hurting people, but sometimes I just can't take it anymore. Anywhooo I caught a cold. *sigh. The entire school is coughing and sneezing. Something to do with the weather. It also poured today. My teacher thought that the rain was the AC because it sounded like a brrrrrrrrrrrrr sound. Just constant down-ness. ^.^ I like hugs. :)

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Well, I'm back. I have survived the almost first month of school. It's not so bad, because I have great teachers-but pretty tough classes for a person my grade/age. Don't have many friends (from last year) in any classes, cause they're all sophomores who don't take Honors Physics and PreCalc like me. I took their classes last year, so I sit at the lunch table and listen to my problems from last year. Oh the luck. Chinese 5 doesn't help. Most sophs are in Chinese 3, because I skipped a year. The Juniors I share classes with don't like me that much because, I'm a sophomore. The sophomores don't like me because I'm always with Juniors! There is no even place. I'll get used to it. Guys who I don't know from last year don't talk to me. With all the other girls in the classes I guess it makes sense. I dress fashionably, but that requires not wearing super short shorts and deeeeeep cut v-necks. I like to feel good, but it's hard when you don't ever get a second glance. I don't wear any makeup, compared to those girls-who wear foundation, cover-up, mascara, eyeliner, eyeshadow, lipstick/lipgloss and whatnot. What happened to good old chapstick? The guys sitting near me will go to the extent to lean all the way over and ask a simple question like "What's the date?" to the girls giggling next to me. I don't giggle. I don't flirt. I don't consider myself ugly, other than my acne (typical teen years) and pair of braces on my teeth. Perhaps I would flirt, or giggle, or wear makeup if I felt that the guy was worth it and wouldn't try and convince me to do something I wasn't comfortable with, or call me "passive." Then complain on the internet after being all lovey-dovey during the day. As someone did to me very recently. A good friend of mine was very right, I will definitely wait until college to get into a serious relationship. For now, I'll deal with reading about cute couples and seeing a guy do anything for his girl and not complain every day to make her cry. Everything I say here (and more) is from past experience--bad experience. On a happier note, I decided to change my background. Black to too dark for my bubbly personality. And my favorite color is greeen. YAY. I got 100 on my first AP World test, and a 90 in Physics. Pretty excited. I have a Chinese test tomorrow, and that makes me kind of nervous. I have no idea how hard the teacher grades, or what the test format is like. Last year I did decently. Oh well. Wait and see. I'm also part of my Church's choir! It's so fun, and I'm a soprano. :D I really do love singing. On the mind of music, my music teacher assigned section numbers-a freshman got put in 1 and I stayed in 2! I'm just like.. argh! I would like to move up. But I decided to work up to it, and not just be like "I'm a freshman, I'm going to go and take the one spot in 1st clarinets!" There are so many 1sts already! And three of the nine SUCK SO BADLY. And yet the teacher is just like, nope, Natalie, you can stay in the back and I'll just let these losers get the gold and glory. I sound like Cortez. Well. Until next time. :) I've always felt comfortable on this blog, because thinking, I don't show it off on any websites, so why would anyone read it? But if you are reading this, I thank you for taking the time. ~Tip of the post: If you love/like/care for a girl.. let her know. And broaden your interests. Don't just search through the sluts and popular-white-teeth-short-skirt group. Please. I have so many beautiful, single girls that any self-respecting guy would kill for.. but those don't exist at my school. My friends come first.

Update

Long time no actually post! Just a recap of my year; check out my youtube channel: horsenat12

Miracles

It's a miracle. I was contacted on this very blog, by a distant relative, one very dear to me. Thank you, Sylvia, you made me very happy, and I wish that I saw your comment so much sooner.

Inspirational

"Hallelujah" Well I heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? Well it goes like this: The fourth, the fifth, The minor fall and the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah... Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you She tied you to her kitchen chair She broke your throne and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah... Baby I've been here before I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know) I used to live alone before I knew you And I've seen your flag on the marble arch and love is not a victory march It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah... there was a time when you let me know What's really going on below But now you never show that to me, do you? But remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was Hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah... Maybe there's a God above all I've ever learned from love Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you And it's not a cry that you hear at night It's not somebody who's seen the light It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah... Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah... Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah

Life

Well. Here I am, once again. ♪ Life, is not so bad. One of my dear friends might get a girlfriend on Friday. Grades, decent. But every bright side has a dark under cover. Many of my friends are sad today, but the worst part is, so am I. There's only so much bull a girl can take. Why can't the ones I care about most understand how much they mean to me, and how amazing they are? I don't know. People don't seem to be happy with me, I'm not sure why. I honestly try to help people as best as I can, but it's hard. *sigh. Those days when you just need a hug. Don't mind me. =P