... but there is a first time for everything. Mainly the reason I am writing this is because I am home alone, everyone else is asleep, and I just got a really nasty string of text messages from a guy I hadn't even talked to in months. The result being I want to cry. Since there is no one around, I really see no harm in shedding actual tears, though I usually save those for the shower where no one can hear me.

Anyway. Now that I have actual tears going and the comfort of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I can't express enough how glad I am to be done with high school. There is a little bit of a problem with being mediocratively attractive, and that is that people like to make up rumors about you. Even though I haven't attended high school in months now, apparently the football team is telling everyone that I am a slut and that I preformed a very personal act on a very ugly boy. On top of this, I thought that the ugly boy was my friend until about 10 minutes ago, now.

Well, fuck. I hate high schoolers. I hate high school. I'm glad to no longer be a part of it. I find it unfortunate that people spend their time making up lies about other people. It really fucking hurts physically and emotionally to know that people say things like this about you when you spent your entire high school career being the girl made fun of for not doing drugs, for not drinking, and ironically for being a prude.

I am proud of myself for the way I acted in high school. And nothing anyone says can change that. But it still hurts when people attack your morals and your reputation. It makes me sad to think that other people look at me that way. But it also makes me strangely glad that I didn't become the person you talk about. So yes, fuck you class of 2010 (with the exception of about 5 people). I am who I am. I am a good person. And if you know me, and actually know me, not just say you know me because you had a class with me once, you know that I have reason to be proud of what I've done and haven't done.

High schoolers, I don't miss you. I don't miss the lies. Right now I just miss my nerdy friends, star gazing, and cosmic bowling. Nerds are more amazing than you will ever know or appreciate.

I'm done ranting now. I'm going to stop crying and watch a movie where someone gets their heart broken.

Peace.