English Class

Strangely enough, my junior English class consisted of pretty much the same people as my American Studies classes, including - of course - Jane. I was excited to become closer friends with this same group of guys and girls. If I still had any inclination towards pursuing Jane (which I didn't, if you missed the previous post), it would have been crushed early on that year, as I was told that Jane was going out with a guy named Clint. And therein lies the problem; therein lies the conundrum that is Jane. If some girl is so perfect, so wonderful, you're forced to compete with pretty much everyone. Clint is a great guy, and a good friend of mine, so once again I shrugged it off and cheered the Clint and Jane relationship on.

That junior English class was definitely one of my favorites. I learned a fair amount from the actual schoolwork, but I learned even more about myself as a person. Up till that point, I had been an average writer who had a large vocabulary and good grasp of grammar. The opportunity to write "OP's" or occasional papers, helped me find my voice as a writer. It also helped me to gain a little fame from my classmates, including Jane. For some inexplicable reason, my papers always entertained the class, and when it came to our final OP I was concerned about living up to the hype. Pardon my blatant lack of humility, but my final OP rocked. Now does my ability to write witty or humorous passages actually give me a better chance with girls? In general, I would say no, but Jane does love anything intellectual.

Anyhow, I just remembered that I accidentally glossed over a fairly major moment from my sophomore year. I apologize for going out of order (assuming anyone actually reads this blog). For my sweet sixteen birthday party, my mom decided to have a surprise party. Through my keen intellect and brilliant intuition, I figured this out. In other words, my mom was a little mum about my birthday, and I caught a couple of my friends, Jane included, acting a wee bit strangely. Well, the surprise party came, and Jane was among the invitees. Some of the activities might have embarrassed me, but I have a good group of friends that took everything in stride, and I had a bunch of fun. Jane coming to my party was really cool, because I wasn't uber close with her at that point in time. Well, thought I'd just put that down, because it is interesting to note that she went to all three of my birthdays in high school.