Well, it all started in year seven, when I was an outcast. I met this really fantastic girl and her name is Jess. She's an odd one. In fact she's probably reading this right now, Hey Jess :) So anyways, I was friends with her and two other people, I was popular I know... but yeah. Long story short, we went out and now we're not but we're still friends. Well... unless we think about it too much. See, shes kinda messed me up in the head, shes toyed with my emotions and she never figured out how much I truly liked her... Anyways, that whole subject is kinda touchy. Since year seven I've gotten lots more friends and I have done well in school and all that jazz. The two other friends that I started off with -no I didn't date them too- we're still quite good friends but not as close as we used to be. As well as this, I have had arguements, not just with Jess, and I've partied with my friends... even if the hosts aunt did come to the house and kick us all out and last but not least I've highlighted my hair, clever arent i?
