When I saw this Sunday’s link-up, I was immediately excited.
I don’t know what it is about me that has some strange liking for sharing
stories of awkwardness. My life has been peppered with a few embarrassing tales
that most people may prefer to keep to themselves, but I would much rather tell
them and share the hilarity! Ask any of my friends and they could probably tell
you a tale or two about me, some prettier than others I’m sure.
So, on to this week’s Sunday Social! (Linking up with Neely)
Biggest Middle School fashion mistake
Let me paint a picture for you, starting from the bottom:
Sketchers tennis shoes
Over-the-ankle Hanes socks
Too-short Old Navy jeans that Velcro instead of button
Chunky white belt
Pull-over hoodie that says Billabong, Roxy, or Old Navy
Plastic henna-colored stretchy choker
Big silver hoop earrings
And last but not least, a pony tail with two twig-like
pieces of hair on either side of my forehead strategically pulled out to look “casual”
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| This one does not to the "look" justice, but at least the hair is spot-on. |
Oh yeah, and braces.
I don’t think much more explaining is required. This
complete unawareness for any sort of style stretched beyond middle school and
into high school, of course. I’d go into the bad-perm-and-awkwardly-tight-shirt
stage but we’ve got more questions to conquer.
Who were your best friends in high school?
I went to a fairly small high school (graduating class of
120 or something) so I stuck with basically the same crowd all throughout my
school years. In middle school, there were 11 of us then slowly dwindled down
to about 7.
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| Kassie, Me, Katie, Jenny, Brandy, Sierra, Eleana, Megin, & Miah in 8th grade |
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| Ellie, Whitney, Callie, Me and Ali senior year |
It was hard to find a picture of “the whole crew” from later
high school years, unfortunately.
What was a typical weekend like for you in high school?
I was pretty sheltered when I was in middle and high school, which was
both good and bad. Good because our high school was located in a town that was
also one of the largest Meth trouble areas so I avoided that scene entirely!
Bad because I don’t have any crazy, party-filled memories from that time in my
life. That could also be due to the fact I lived 20 minutes away from anyone or
anything (gas station, grocery store, friends, school, etc) and it was rare for
someone to make the trek up to see me at my little house in the boonies! It
allowed me to create an everlasting bond with my younger sister, however, and
become closer with my family. I also slept a lot.
Did you have any boyfriends?
I moved to MT in 5th grade and entered a school
that was avidly practicing something called “going out”. I had no idea what it
was until these little prepubescent guys with milk crusties around their mouths from breakfast and too-short jeans began asking me if I’d “go out” with
them. From that point on, I “went out” with five or six guys throughout middle
school. It basically consisted of not talking, holding hands at recess, calling
each other and awkwardly talking for 3-4 minutes once or twice a week, blushing
whenever the other was in your presence, buying each other stupid gifts from
Kmart, and passing notes. So thrilling. First there was Will (who asked me out
during rehearsal for the school musical), Josh (that I had a major crush on for
YEARS), Kyle (who technically I’m still “going out” with…workin’ on 11 years
now!), Jordan (ugh), and Shea (only one who I honestly think is a great person) were
the major ones, but there were some inbetweeners that would probably be worth
mentioning. I’m feeling a post dedicated to these experiences…
I started actually “dating” Garrett my sophomore of high
school and we’ve been together since!
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| The roses Garrett gave me on my 16th birthday |
Did you have any secret codes with your friends?
The only one that comes to mind is “pencil”, ha! In high
school, if it was “that time of the month” and we were in need of a particular
item that we’d somehow forgotten to bring that day, we’d casually ask each
other if we could “use a pencil”. Then there’d be this shady hallway
transaction, similar to the Meth dealings outside, where the generous friend
would slide the “pencil” into the sleeve of the askee’s shirt and off to the
lady’s room you’d go! It worked wonders. Unless a boy happened to overhear you
and would hand you an actual pencil, which happened occasionally. Then it was
awkward because you’d have to use the pencil in class so you didn’t hurt his
feelings. It’d get even more awkward when he overheard you ask someone else for
a pencil right after he let you borrow his – “what? My pencil not good enough
for you?!” Shit went down.
If you could relive one moment/experience/day from Middle or
High school, what would it be?
I’d probably want to go back to the Divisional Tournament
for tennis my senior year and just redo it – attempt to avoid the whole
getting-hit-in-the-eye-with-the-tennis-ball-and-having-to-forfeit-because-my-eye-was-bleeding-and-everything-was-upside-down
part. Probably worth a descriptive post as well, eh?
