Hello people. Welcome to The wonderful world of disney. Oops. I meant welcome to the wonderful world of Egyptian Rat Screw. Oh wait. That wasn't it either. In any case, this is a bit about Adena the fighter, Adena the coward, Adena the man. Oh no. I've already said too much! Blah!
Part 1: Growing pains
When i was about 3-4 years of age, someone dragged me around our front lawn by my feet. Then my knee sac collapsed into the back of my knee. That hurt.
My parents got divorced when i was 6 years old. I didn't mind. I got twice the toys!
In kindergarten, my teachers said i had emotional disorders because i didn't draw windows on my houses. Perhaps they were right. During that year, i managed to pull off the best drawing of Raggedy-Anne to ever hit Blue Bell's art table.
In first grade, my teacher scolded me for drawing jewish stars on papers. I didn't know any better.
In second grade, my teacher took away my favorite stuffed animal. My friend Katy was regarded as the class clown.
In fourth grade, Kacie moved to my elementry school. We were dedicated to get people to stop calling her Catherine.
In fifth grade, I fell madly in love with several people including Jim Reinhart, Joe Ronca, and Nial Madden. The crushes all lasted except for the latter.
Later that year, my dad was remarried and my life became a living hell. That summer was my first time at a quaker camp in maryland thanks to my stepmom.
Part 2: Transitions
In the summer of seventh grade, i started at Camp Horizons (the thing that is one ALL of my shirts). That was one of the best experiences of my life. I met my friend Lauren.I learned how to communicate late in eighth grade. My teacher said, "she made a 360 degree turn!!!" not realizing that what she said actually meant that i was right back where i started.
Later that year, i was asked out on a date by Randy. It was a bet. Damn you commy bastards!
That didn't work out.
Moving into high school was not exactly an easy transition for me as my grades went from "A"s to "C"s. My teachers were never too thrilled.
As high school progressed there were lots of mishaps...Dave...Dumping Dave....JIM (oh how i wish i had never done that...no not that)...then joyous eleventh grade
Wonderful eleventh grade in which i failed political science so gloriously would be one reason if i were to have a downfall...For 11th grade also came 11 rejections...now that made me feel wanted
Yay summer yay summer...fun in the sun (in NC) with my best friend kirstin and being in love with people too young (who will remain nameless
Ah Senior year... i finally had a group which might consist of only a few people...but i love them... stressful yet fun best friends... and jesse came into my life...
collegeclub might actually be good for something!
No more jesse. I have lots of friends at my wonderful, frabulous college full of popular bitches....friends include computer geeks such as ZACH (with whom i spend all of my time), matt, big matt, justin, tony, jared (although i haven't talked to him in a bit), and david. note: i hate drunk people who call zach and i satanic fucks...
More to come prolly. Stick around.
