Learning to Live (Junior - Senior Year)

Junior year started off great. My fourth evil ex, Tyler Durden, was back after taking a month-long trip and we were settling into our relationship, even if it was long-distance. Durden had graduated and was attending a college an hour and thirty minutes from my house. That put a strain on the relationship, but he came home every weekend and I occasionally skipped school to visit him. I was still very happy with him. I had a real-life relationship that lasted more than two months. This was some sort of dream to me.

I decided to quit the majorette line my junior year. I couldn't stand all the bitchy girls anymore. And, damn it, wearing short skirts on a football field in below freezing weather outright sucks. I, instead, decided to play flute in our marching band. It was an absolute blast. Call me a geek if you will, but in my school, band was the cool thing to be involved in. EVERYONE did it.

I decided to take on a couple of college-credited classes which, between that and musicals and clubs and chorus and band...It all made me a little stressed, but I took it in stride. My life was disturbingly bland this year outside of my relationship. It wasn't great, it wasn't horrible...It was very blah. Blah is a good word to use here. For more information, see the post on my fourth evil ex.

And then came senior year, the year in which I took over the school. Okay, maybe that's overstating things a bit. I started off the year by being selected as drum major  of my school's band. For those of you non-band-geeks, that's the person waving the stick at people. Aside from directing, you are tasked with sitting around and critiquing a lot of people's work. It's a tough job, but I accepted, deciding to take one for the team.

Beyond this, I was also cast as Belle in our musical production of Beauty and the Beast. I started taking voice lessons the previous year and worked my butt off. Apparently it showed. I was my high school's first princess.

I somehow managed to juggle all my activities, get my act together and graduate with honors and as a member of the National Honor Society. And I managed to look damn sexy doing it.

It's just a shame that I didn't feel half as good as I looked.

This post is really short because I didn't have much of a life these two years. I shared my life with Tyler Durden. Everything I did was either done while waiting for him to come home or with him. I ended up losing a lot of friend in the process. I lost some due to his actions, but most just because I decided to spend every waking moment with this loser. I pushed all of my friends out because I no longer had time for them. I really regret this, but I have, thankfully, gotten most of them back.

Buckle up for a bumpy post next time around.