Prom

I'd sell my soul for a perfect date to prom.

I don't really feel like writing all about our new unit, and want to focus more on my prom situation. (maybe, just maybe, I will make a few connections to the unit without even knowing it tee hee) If that wasn't clear enough, it means that I will obviously connect my prom situation to the unit.

Let us begin this literary exploration with the start of the tennis season. We have a new coach, Mr. Wooddell. He started having indoor practices and all was well. I, personally, hate indoor practices, because I look so much better when I am playing outdoors. I obviously then complained to other players and was annoyed at coach. Now I realize that coach couldn't control the weather and it was very silly of me to get annoyed at him. For the next few days, the tension started building because no one knew what our ranking was for the team. This is when I began to realize I was surrounded by a group of completely selfish people. Now that this is all over, I realize that society is selfish, not just tennis players. Now I am going to go off on a small tangent that I need to make in order to get a good grade on my blog: I believe that there is no such thing as a completely selfless person, and if there was one, they would be homeless on the streets. There is no way that a completely selfless person would be able to have any success in life. Anyways, the rankings for tennis came out a few days later, and I was content with my position (cough cough #2 player on the team cough cough). I suppose it is time for a new paragraph.

Flash forward to the first OAHS Tennis Team match. Everyone is pumped and excited because we are playing Octorara and they are absolutely horrible at tennis. We all won our matches and were feeling really good about ourselves. Another little sweet treat about the match was that we got a new team manager, lets call her..... Grace. She is a great improvement from the old tennis manager, and, I admit it, was much cuter. I have this friend who plays tennis, lets call him.....John, and he won his first varsity match and was happy too. I drove him home from the match and he called dibs on Grace almost immediately. Wouldn't you think that mankind would be more civilized (hint hint essential question hint hint) than calling "dibs" on a cute girl?? I wouldn't think so. I don't have much faith in society and mankind, but as long as I am alright then I don't care much. I didn't think much about the dibs because John shifts around different girls and is very indecisive. 

Flash forward to last tennis match vs Great Valley. We got decimated (that's a good AP English adjective right?!), but it was expected and we were fine afterwards. I continued to talk to Grace and the other team manager, lets call her...... Maddy, and was having a nice time. John eventually finishes his match and comes out and disregards my personal feelings, and budges right in and makes a few comments to me about like Grace, just random stuff that only really makes sense to us. It is kind of interesting to me that he does this because I was annoyed he did it to me, because it is obviously "immoral" or wrong of him to do, but I totally would have done the same to him. Speaking of being immoral, I think that its a meaningless word because I don't think a person has the right to define what is moral for everyone else. And whist I am writing about the unit essential questions, I would like to say that my belief on ethics are very similar to my beliefs on morals. To get back to the point, I never tell John I kinda like this girl Grace, because I don't want to hear his sh** about it and how he called dibs. 

I have recently got all four of my wisdom teeth taken out, which really gave me a lot of recovery time to just think about everything. By the second day I was even questioning if life had any meaning (hint hint), and I determined that it doesn't but like that doesn't mean much to me. I would feel a hell of a lot of stress if I believed I had a set meaning in my life. During my time of thinking, I thought way too much about my prom situation. I am really bad at overthinking things and decided by the end that I was going to ask Grace to prom before John could. This probably provokes many questions like "How could you do that to one of your best friends?" and "No way that works out and John and you keep being best friends.". My response to that has to deal with the Monsters and Ourselves unit. I think that doing this would personally benefit me greatly, that it was worth going over some common "morals". At this point I'd be a little scared for myself and think that I am some sort of moral breaking psychopath, but I mean this is one time plus I do, in fact, feel empathy for people and assure you (the readers) that nothing is seriously wrong. 

Finally the day of the match comes where I determine for sure if I should ask Grace to prom or not. I plan on talking to her and Maddy during the matches, because I was still unable to play because of my wisdom teeth. On the bus ride up, John constantly talks about prom (common topic on the tennis bus for some reason), and how he is going to ask Grace. That was annoying to me and bothered me because he was joking about it. The matches go by and it was normal. (At this point in the journey, I am fully regretting writing this whole thing, but it is far too late to stop now.) The bus ride home was filled with prom talk again, and by this point I just wanted to get out of there. Once I was home I learned from one of my other friends, lets call him..... Rodney, that she in fact did not like me, and was set on getting another guy to ask her to prom. I wonder who that could be. Ha, just kidding, it is obviously John. Now I am in the process of getting over it all and just moving on, which I am used to and have gotten pretty good at. That last match actually happened earlier today.

I deceived myself. I fully convinced myself that I liked Grace. If I truly liked her that much, why am I already almost completely over her and it hasn't been more than two hours. I am a strong believer that we are convincing ourselves that we believe in everything we do. For example, a person may truly believe that magic is real, but with lots of hard work, and thinking, that person would be able to decondition themselves to that thought. They would then not believe what they convinced themselves to be true. 

Overall, this whole experience has made me question a lot of things in human nature, and has been another learning point for me. I learned that people are selfish and can even jump some simple morals in order to benefit themselves. We are all living for ourselves. Lastly, it left me with one large question: WHO CAN I ASK TO PROM?!? 

Extra Little Post

I feel like writing about stuff. I want to say something that has never been said before. It simply isn't possible. I began writing this because I am on a quest to be different than the rest. I want the attention, but without trying to make it seem obvious. I like to think that if I am good enough at something, that I will get noticed and pointed out by people, but that is bull shit. I am doing all of this because I want the attention. I like thinking that I am better than other people. I am not saying that I am better than anyone else on this earth, but I sure as hell love the feeling I get when I believe I am above the rest. I had an idea about what I was going to write about, but now it just seems pointless. I would love if a teacher would get ahold of this paper and pass it around to the other teachers, saying “This guy really has something special here”. But it won’t happen. I am no better than the rest for writing this type of stuff. There are so many other teenagers who have thoughts like me, and many of them can express themselves much better than I ever could. At this point you may be wondering why I am still writing this, knowing that it won’t be special compared to anything else. Well I am banking off of the fact that maybe, just maybe, I could be considered special because I understand that I am no different than the rest, and openly admit it. Speaking of admitting things, I admit that I did feel down before I began writing, and I believe that writing things like this really help and I love doing it. Here’s a random tangent: I don't laugh at the little jokes and things that people find funny throughout the day, like the simple jokes that everyone gets. I have a very different type of sense of humor, and I don’t think I will be able to express how it works through writing just yet. That could be a full 3 page essay to be honest. It is all very interesting to me, but that is for another time. I began writing this to an anonymous audience, but as I kept writing, I realized I was directing it towards Mrs. Burnett. Now that that has been said, I would like to say that you never should've said that you enjoy my blogs. That was what I was going for I guess for the past few blogs. I wanted to grab someones attention knowing that there have been so many other blogs that are just plain boring. In order to knock me down a level again, I made myself consider the fact that there probably already is many different blogs throughout the years that were much better and different compared to mine. I don't like to get too confident because I don't want to just be knocked down eventually, so I do it myself before anyone else can. That isn't true. I was writing that to get a reaction. Sorry. It is just natural to me to say things like that at this point. I realize that this is one super long paragraph, but I am no good at making multiple paragraphs, because I have no clue when I will change topics. Speaking of that, is there any way that I can write something for something cool? I know its a strange question, but I’d love to get to practice writing and have a topic to go off on. Hi Josh Stillman. I know that you will be reading this so I might as well give you a shout out. I guess I am writing this in place of the blog that is due, until I have another main thing to blog about during this month. Hope y’all enjoy this and I apologize for my horrible typing skills.