Yesterday I lost. I lost and it sucked because that feeling you get when you lose sucks. I felt terrible because it was as if all the hard work that we put into everything was wasted. People say coming second is not bad, but its not the same. It's still called losing and I hate losing.
One thing that really touched me though was how unbelievably supportive my house was. They are amazing. I really can't believe it. Not only my house but also some of my friends who were so nice.
It scares me sometimes how much I undervalue my friends. It scares me that someday I won't be able to see them every single day. Who is going to comfort me after I leave school? I'm scared. I don't want it to ever end.
One thing that really touched me though was how unbelievably supportive my house was. They are amazing. I really can't believe it. Not only my house but also some of my friends who were so nice.
It scares me sometimes how much I undervalue my friends. It scares me that someday I won't be able to see them every single day. Who is going to comfort me after I leave school? I'm scared. I don't want it to ever end.
