Life is NVTS

This blog was inspired by Carrie Bradshaw’s Sex and the City columns. I want to write like her but since I’m only 14, I figured since blogs are bigger than paper columns I go online for this.

I am not a stalker. I always am thought of as a stalker in my school because of 8^th grade when I accidentally stalked a guy. But that was almost a year ago, and now I’m a freaking freshman for god’s sake. Not only that, but good god, all the freshman who went to Middle School with me spread rumors about me sleeping with my first boyfriend. No idea who started it, but all I know is that it causes me to want to rip my hair out every time someone intentionally tries to make me angry. Especially with a recent event with me trying to change my nickname from Becky to Sakura. But then a girl I know nicknamed B-Tay (I thought of that) kept calling me Shikira, like the singer. I didn’t even know about her before B-Tay told me about her. So finally I drew the line the next day and said,

“I’m going back to Becky.”

But also when it comes to ex-boyfriends, I’m able to patch things up with them enough to stay friends. Specifically, my first boyfriend that I’ll call Hex in these articles. He loves that name. But anyway, I hadn’t seen or heard from him in 4 months because he dumped me, then suddenly I got my chance to talk to him again in person because my grandma brought him over to get some books. My dad didn’t want me to see him because of some stuff he did before, while we were broken up. But I don’t care, because now he is a home schooled Junior, and as good as can be. We actually are allowed to be pen-pals too. Hex is like the brother I never had, and that is saying something because I am an only child.

But I was waiting for my 2 guy friends yesterday to come back to study hall after lunch, when a guy I’ve crushed on walked by with his girlfriend. I said, “Hi,” like I usually do, and as they walked past me, his girlfriend whispered rather loudly,

“Stalker.”

As I turned around to look at her, I thought,

“I should’ve called her a name. And do you call that a whisper?”

Like I said before, I’m not a stalker, and if I am, I don’t mean to be, because I never know when I am.

Also, I asked one of my other guy friends to come to homecoming with me which is in October, and he doesn’t know for sure if he is going to go or not because and I quote,

“The last 2 times I went I had nothing to do.”

I actually am hoping that he does go with me because I want a date for homecoming. I hate going to dances and stuff without a date.

But with things like this, I have the 6 best friends in the entire world to help me through. Their names are Nollz, Katie, Alex, Jessica, Julia, and Kaylie. They have supported me ever since I met all but Nollz at a church camp. We have been best friends ever since. But Nollz on the other hand, you could say me and her have been best friends since the womb.

Today at the Arts Festival in town, I went to my favorite store and got a Buddhist pendant with Buddha on the front, and the Yin and Yang on the back. At first I thought it was 16 cents, but then when I came back to the shop with 15 bucks, I found out in all it was $17.04. Luckily, the cashier girl helped me get the pendant because I had to have it held for me to go back across downtown, get more money, and travel back across downtown to get the pendant. At least I have it now. I feel like it was a good investment.