Prommmmm

Update:
Sarah H is in my PE class.
So is that girl from my science class last year, and Jason and Peter.

Camille, Carlye and I switched out of peer tutoring and into Photography with Paul.
He's happy, cause he didn't know anyone there.
Mrs.Miller is mad at us, but she can go die now, kthnx.
I'm pretty stoked to be in that class. It's pretty much self directed, and Mrs.Long totally loves us. Dan is STILL not in my PE class; douchebag.
In other news, a bunch of crap is gonna go down at Hosea tomorrow.
I'm scared, but pretty happy that it's all going to be over with, one way or another.
Everyone has prom fever. Carlye ordered the prettiest prom dress and now everyone's doing the "who's going with who" crap. Since september, Carlye has had 8 different dates, Rachel has decided she's either going alone (she thinks prom is lame anyway) or maybe going with Dan, Camille will probably end up going with Josh, and I have no idea what I'm doing. Apparently Tiffany is going with Derek, Crystal is going with Jareth, Doug is going with Andra, and all the couples are paired off (with a grad class of 289 I'm not about to start naming everyone.
I could care less.
It's dumb.

You see, I have this theory.
Okay, so… I have a lot of theories, I know.
But this one isn’t going off brandishing high school relationships or anything of that
nature… or, at least, not much.
It’s not so much an opposition to teen romance as it is an expression of the brilliance of friendship.
Or perhaps a slandering of the stereotypical “THE MOST IMPORTANT THING ABOUT HIGHSCHOOL IS FINDING YOUR SOULMATE AND MAKING OUT IN THE HALLWAYS IN PURE BLISS AND HAND HOLDING PERFECTION” idiotic aptitude that is held by pretty much the entire student body of… the world.
I am not, I stress the not, disparaging, smearing or insulting in any way any of these couples… I think they’re adorable, (minus the ones who wish to display their affection in the form of excessive PDA in front of my Psych class, however; that just plugs up the hallway) I just think there are more important things we could all be focusing on rather than looking for that soul mate, especially in a school of 1200 where hooking up with the majority would be downright unreasonable (i.e. The colossal amount of grade eights who entered our hallowed halls this year).
For instance, what about your friends? Nothing kills me more than the girls (or guys, I’m sure there are some out there… but it’s usually the girls who end up being the lost puppy in most relationships) who find it practical to abandon all their friends for a new boy/girlfriend. Yes, yes, I know, they’re your true love and it will all be worth it. But suppose something goes wrong (heaven forbid) and you’re left with… what?
I suppose it’s all about prioritizing. And hey, if this sudden life-love is truly worth it, then all the more power to you. Just giving you fair warning. I just hope before you enter into a deeply romantic and heart busting love-fest, you think about your time management abilities. If they’re good, then great, If they’re on the weak side… well, wait it out. No point in wiping your friends off the radar until the eventual break up… why not, oh I don’t know… include everyone. They might get along. Call me crazy, but some people call that… consideration.
What I’m saying is… years from now when we’re looking back on our lives, it won’t matter how many notches we were able to carve into our bedpost (well, actually, I’d assume that would all depend on whichever path you take in life) but perhaps the friends we were able to keep, and look back on our memories with. Memories are often a lot more lonely when you have no one to reminisce with. Trust me on that one. You know what also rocks? The friends who are… just friends. The girls/guys of the opposite gender (or same gender if your gate swings that way… right on!) whom you remain just close buddies with. It’s always great to get another perspective, and it’s also fun to get away from the bitch fits or sausage fests.
I’ve had a lot of really close guy friends. At my old school the majority of my besties were boys. Most of them ended up being there for me a lot more than any of my female friends. I found I could tell them things that I would never dare tell even my closest femme fatales (you know I love you ladies). I’m not sure what the difference was, maybe I just find it easier to talk to guys. The point I’m trying to make is… friends come and go, but the special few who stick around through it all? They’re the ones that matter. The ones who can take your utterly obsessive moments, or your painfully down days. The ones who sit by while you gush about soul mates or make out with your latest boy toy in front of MY Psychology class. I’m definitely not trying to tell you not to date in high school. It’s one of the natural teenage experiences. Just don’t miss out on the other stuff offered to you. Worthwhile friends, amazing weekends, bad break-ups. Yeah, okay, so the last one isn’t so hot. But that’s all part of growing up. Hopefully, if you have cool stick-around friends, those bad bits will be just a little more bearable.
That’s all for now,
I’m out.
Adios my loyal chickas and papa citos,
Mahala xoxo