Age 14 or 9th Grade
Ah high school. What a hormone-charged, drama-filled bunch of craziness!!! What do I remember of freshman year? Drama, boys & tears. I heard a quote by George Bernard Shaw one time that says: "Youth is wasted on the young." How true. Young people don't know how to handle youth. It should be such a wonderful time of freedom, to a certain extent & joy & great friendships & no real responsibility in terms of bills & money. But man, we sure can make it a big mess with how much emphasis we place on things that don't matter & how upset we get over little things. I remember so many things feeling like such hard moments & looking back on them, they still felt hard at the time, but now the situations seem so meaningless. I've come so far since then.
I had a major crush on a boy who had a girlfriend this year. He still used to call me all the time & it was so confusing how he could say he liked both of us. (I wonder if he's going to read this. We're still friends on Facebook. LOL) But looking back on it, it was such a ridiculous waste of time because a guy who treats you like that isn't worth it. I didn't know that in 9th grade, though. I remember one night when I was just heartbroken over this situation & my mom heard me crying in my bedroom & she came in & took me to Wal-Mart to get ice cream even though it was about 11:00pm on a school night. Maybe not the greatest parenting example if you're thinking of sweets & bedtimes, but it is one of the fondest memories I have with my mother. She didn't act like I was stupid for crying over something that 10 years later I'd look back on with laughter. She just gave me a hug & said "ice cream will fix this." And it did for a little while.