Two Meddling Pains

I have dated before, but I have never been on a real date, like actually going out and doing something; not just hanging out at one of our houses. So when I got offered to go on a double date with my best friend, her boyfriend and his best friend I was excited. They picked us up at her house and we went up to play pool at The Sports Arena. I was so nervous. I had only played pool a couple times, and the guys were really good.  I did fine....I think. I got better the more we played. Later, we were going to go to the mall to maybe try and find something to eat.  While up there the guy I was with, Kyle, was introducing me to some of his friends that work at one of the shops in the mall... I cant remember what it was called, but it was pretty cool.... Anyway, later on we ran into his family.  I met his two sisters and a couple of his cousins. He got a little nervous but wasted no time to introduce me. I found it funny. All of my nerves went away after that. He was very polite and made sure I wasn't cold, opened every door, wouldn't let me carry anything.  I was kind of in shock,  I kept thinking "what are you..?" The guys in my high school don't act like this... We started talking about all of our hobbies and things we enjoy doing in our spare time, our goals, and things we hate. We are so similar it's creepy, we do have our differences,  but not many. One thing that happened that night is something I will never forget. We were sitting on the couch at my friends house watching Monte Python and the Holy Grail and we decided to play truth or dare. My friend and her boyfriend wanted us to start dating officially, so they hatched a plan. She asked me truth or dare and told me to pick dare. So I did. She said..."I cant do it!" Then started laughing. Her boyfriend steps up and says "Kyle! Truth or dare!?" He picks dare and then her boyfriend says "I dare you to kiss anyone in the room." Long story short I got my first kiss with my boyfriend through a truth or dare conjured up by two meddling pains. Kyle and I have been together for a couple months now, and its going wonderfully. I am happy because of two meddling pains.

My First Car

Today I just got my first car. It's a Jeep Sport Liberty. It's beautiful! <3 I am in love with this car! I had to go down to Bar Harbor to get it. It was still worth the drive.

What Goes Bump in the Night

1.) Thunder and Lightning. I hate it, it's loud, I freak out when I hear it and I am always afraid I'm going to be that one person that gets electrocuted.

2.) Mice, Rats, and Squirrels. I hate them sooo much, mice and rats' tails just gross me out, and squirrels are just mean!

3.) I was afraid of paper until I was 10/11 years old, because I hated paper cuts. Even now I always gently take papers handed to me, or let you set them down on the table then spin it.

4.) Clowns! The reason behind it is obvious.

5.) Puppets/dolls/statues. They freak me out, after watching Chucky for about a minute I hate them all. As well as doing a project in psychology I watched a movie called Dead of Night. That just increased my fear even more.

6.) The ocean. I hate the ocean because of sharks and the idea that it's so large anything could be swimming beneath me. I have never been able to put any more then my feet in, not even all the way. I usually just stick my toes in. My friends all get annoyed because I almost always refuse to go in at all.

7.) Birds. When I was younger my great uncle had this parakeet and it would attack me every time I visited. Now every time a bird flew near me I freak out regardless if it's just a little chickadee or a seagull.

8.) Elderly people. I got yelled at once by an old lady when I was a girl scout, I hugged my best friend, keep in mind I was 6 or 7, she yelled at me to stop hurting her. Apparently I was "squishing her to death."

9.) Drugs. Either medical or illegal, I don't like them. I don't like taking medication when I am sick. I feel like my body should naturally fight it off. Stuff like pot or heroine frighten me because a lot of  people use it, and I just don't understand why people do it.

10.) Driving past trucks. I hate driving passed lumber trucks, school buses, pickup trucks, and gas/oil company trucks. I always had this fear that if one day I was driving behind a lumber truck all of the lumber would come lose, crash through my windshield and I would die.

Love

Love, what is love? To me love is the feeling of complete trust, I would do anything for that person, if the other person will do anything for you too then that is love. It's also important that you can be yourself with your other. Not being afraid to be yourself shows that you are comfortable enough with that person that you're not concerned about them judging you. 

Freshman year!<3 Best friend

High School

As a freshman you enter high school feeling excitement. like a grownup, anticipation for the freedom of having you license later on, taking drivers ed and maybe even getting a new car. Yet you still have that little scene playing in the back of your head, like in the old movies where the new freshmen would get shoved into lockers, and get their heads shoved into toilets. That fear of not being accepted is never far away. You go from being the top of your school, "the big bad eighth grades", to the little ignorant freshmen who can't help but run into every person/locker/door they can possible. It's like a competition how many times can I embarrass myself between classes. Lunch is hard. It's a decision of who do I sit with, who will let me sit with them. The whole time I was thinking "avoid the seniors, don't fall on my face, don't dump my food on anyone or myself, don't look at someone to long, oh god what if I do look at someone to long and they punch me, how should I handle getting in a fight, wimp out, yeah just don't fight back, just wimp out crumple to the ground then maybe they will get bored and leave you alone. Or I could run, oh what if I run away and fall on my face, or run into someone causing them to fall or spill there food and I have two people who want to punch my face in!" It's just an never ending what if list. That's what I was think on the second day of attending my high school, I just kept thinking of all the bad things that could happen. At the end of my freshmen year it was actually a really good year. I enjoyed every minute of it. Even the times I got hit in the face with a locker. I am a very tall person, and got a bottom locker, long story short, it hurt. It happens. High school is something to be enjoyed, a prep for being on your own. Having fun and being responsible at the same time is the only advice I could give anyone just starting out, but deep breathing helps too.