Picture Perfect

Well, today was the day for team pictures. It was an awesome feeling to know that the coach had broken the team down into a JV and Varsity picture and then he had the 7 seniors, we refer to ourselves as "Everyone Else", in a list where we could choose which picture we wanted to be in. We all chose to be in the Varsity picture, of course, knowing full well that at the rate we were going, the only court time we would see would be with JV. This feeling is only bettered knowing that a girl my sisters age, and good friends with my sister, is on the Varsity list and is currently playing in my position over me. The trouble with that is that I love this girl and she is such an awesome person.

Last night a friend called me and wanted to know if I wanted to go to this girls house and sit in her hot tub with some other people. Ordinarily, I would have gone. But last night I really wasn't in the mood to be "chummy" with the girl that I was trying to beat. So I had to somehow explain to my friend that I wasn't that interested in going. So instead, he came to my house and we talked because that is what we always do. And I know that if Aunt Stacy were reading this she would get all excited because I talk to a boy. But this boy and I have been friends since the day I moved into my house. I still remember the little blonde boy that rang my doorbell and asked if I wanted to play kickball with the rest of the neighborhood kids. And sure, we had our moments when we liked eachother as more than "just friends," but unfortunately for us, it was never at the same time.

We also had our moments when we didn't so much speak to eachother. I remember wondering what had happened and trying to analyze nothing because there was nothing to anylyze. We sort of reconnected while at a party at my ex "boyfriends" house. We just layed there and talked. It was nice to be able to talk to someone other than Ashley. He could always give me a different perpective on things. Not that I don't love talking to Ashley, you just get a different point of view from a guy. This reconnection also started a connection between him and Ashley. All of a sudden he was asking for information about her and whether or not she would go to Prom with him. And yes, this sounds all so juvinile, but you forget, I am still in high school. So they went to prom together and had a good time. He really liked her and she just had a really good time. So he would come to me and ask if it was ever going to work. I was a nice as I could be in telling him that it wouldn't happen. Meanwhile, everyone knew that he liked her and that while she would give him the time of day, she would never go out or date him. It was a pretty funny situation but the three of us are still good friends, whether as a group of three, or separately as just two.

On a less happy note, school starts on Thursday which means that I must go to bed. I know that no one is reading this, at least no one I know, but at least I get to write what I feel instead of something directed to me by a teacher.