Worst: Sophomore year. I’d had a crush on a jerk of a guy for two years and this was the year that I finally had a class with him. I was SO excited at first. But as the year dwindled on, I finally realized how much a jerk he was, and how I was so stupid for liking him. He made me cry so much [not IN class, but after school and at home] just from some of the stupid things he did in class like flirting with girls in front of me because he knew I liked him, talking to his immature little friends about me and laughing…it was terrible. The sad thing is I couldn’t stop liking him. lol. It was sad because I really wanted to move on, too. SO, just to get “closure” I finally wrote him a note telling him how I felt and he didn’t respond back to me. Ever. I know that’s the point where most people would just give up and let it go, but I’m the type of person who needs closure, so one day after class [and days of crying] I go up to him and ask if I could talk to him.
Him- “about what?”
Me-“ the note I wrote you”
And I asked why he never wrote back or anything. His response “I don’t write notes.” Me (thinking) well, you could’ve at least TOLD me that, jerk face. Then I asked him what he thought about it and he said he just wanted to be friends…what kind of ‘friend’ treats someone like dirt, I don’t know.
But yea, after that year high school got better for me. I don’t really have any “best” memories…they’re all kind of scattered. The past two years have been filled with a lot of laughs and good times more so than the others, especially this year because of prom and all the cool senior events.
Ok this was long, sorry. lol.