<p><em>It has come to my acknowledgment that my participation on these boards is stagnant. Hence, it's good to be as busy as heck</em></p>
<p>Well, before I begin my nightly procrastination spree, I felt as if it would be best to consult the erudite sages of High School Life when it comes to matters of love. Before you roll your eyes in disdain, just read for a bit. </p>
<p><em>Brief Outline of Quagmire</em></p>
<p>-He's a freshman.</p>
<p>-I pretty much no longer communicate with him, though I do remember us actually being friends in junior high. </p>
<p>-It's hard to reconnect, almost impossible. </p>
<p>-He's currently dating a junior. </p>
<p>-This junior abominates me. </p>
<p>-I cannot provide an explanation for her hatred. We don't even have classes together, and all I can remember is that we're both in Key Club, though she's one of those people who joins every club possible just to embellish a college application. </p>
<p>-Almost everytime she sees me, she ridicules me in front of anyone watching. For instance, I was wearing heels. As I got into the girl's locker room, I almost fell on my face, mainly because my shoes had collected so much sand and gravel. Well, she saw me. And as soon as I walk across the courtyard and into the school, she races up behind me and yells "Hey, I saw you fall!" so everyone can hear.</p>
<p>-Most recently, she walked past me, and while doing so, remarked on seeing my driving on Sunday. She quipped, "I was going to crash into your car." </p>
<p>Advice or consolations? Leave me some goodies, for I now have to tend to AP World History.</p>