high school
I feel compelled to write about high school...again. I was trying to fall asleep right now at 5am and was suddenly flooded with all these high school memories that made me smile. Brian and I just finished watching the series "Freaks and Geeks" back from 1999. I know it sounds dorky, but I could relate with a lot from that show. I have to be up in only a few hours to call a new job to set up my first interview. It's really important I actually get to sleep...but I just can't. I feel utterly compelled to write meaningless blurbs about my experience in high school. Enjoy?
Freshman year.
WORST YEAR ever in school except starting kindergarten where I cried. I spent the majority of the year trying not to walk into the wrong classroom in this "huge" school. I missed everything about middle school, most especially my tight clique, which provided me with all the security anyone could need. I eventually found my niche with two people, a shy Nicaraguan guy and a half Egyptian girl. By the end of the year I got to date a junior, hang out with his crowd, and go to Prom. It didn't seem like high school would be that bad afterall.
Random memories from freshman year: making out (and getting caught!) in the band room, first concert MxPx, Brad throwing candy in English
Sophomore year.
I discovered my love for photography. I sucked hardcore at it, to begin with. I should hope by now I am decent since it is my minor. First half of the year= awesome. Last half= never wanted to step foot at school. Junior now senior boyfriend gone..probably one of the hardest things about high school is getting over your first serious boyfriend. Good things about it though were that I got my first job at the Wine Cellar and my Miata. I was in a band..kind of! Haha.
Random memories from sophomore year: The Czechs!!! (our band), Dana's mom, eating Cherub's subs at Paulina's house, Boris' Jeep, Jason's dog with the funky teeth we used to always make fun of, meeting Alexa, the orange VW beetle, gossiping in Algebra 2 class, laying on the hood of Cary's Duster and meeting the drummer in MxPx, officially becoming best friends with Mike when we were paired up in English class doing interviews
Junior year.
It was all about the punk rock. By far my favorite year. I can't even begin to explain how much I think about this year and the people and smile. And at the risk of sounding like an after school special, I will just skip over my ideas about it and put some random memories.
Randoms: Converses with no socks and Febreeze, chocolate bracelets, studded belts and skirts, skipping class to go to the sponge docks, thrift store kisses, Helios!!, sneaking Mike's Hard Lemonade into the State Theater,hangouts at Dale's house, Penis(it's a guy's nickname) and his mohawk and learning how to style it with Elmer's glue, the Dropkick show and the trip to the ER, English 3 honors class movies with Dan and Jiggaman, all the nights spent drinking behind State Theater, all the shows, cramming 12 people into a Camry and driving downtown, collecting band pins and covering Dickies bags with them, drinking at the beach, not being allowed to stay out past 11, Wild Turkey, blasting "Guns and Wankers" in the Miata as Alexa and I pulled into the school parking lot, the "Preppy Girl" song, learning how to smoke, The Globe and improv nights at Mother's Milk, hating jocks and gym class with Alexa and Jeff, meeting Pogo
Senior year.
Sucked...well, not entirely. Most of my friends had graduated, dropped out, or moved. I bonded a lot with two girls I have completely lost touch with now that I miss a lot. I also hung out with some pretty cool juniors. I really changed that year. I joined Key Club...haha, how dorky is that? and spent a lot of my time studying or with my college ex-boyfriend. I had gained a lot of weight and lost interest in most of my hobbies. I started to think about how much my life would change after that year and it really has. It was all about the college choices, which were actually really scary back then. There was some critical point in between junior and senior year where I lost my childhood... and it passed by me so quickly I can't even pinpoint it. Thinking back about that makes me sad. I was on my way to college and it was time to grow up. I quit the Wine Cellar.
Randoms: Friday night Checkers and hockey games, Bob the dissected piglet, Heather Tutone and all her glory, Heather Sutherland and her suicide, John and his Pringles can, Luke and Llyod wearing the Alf costume in the mall and kids coming up and hugging them, the Halloween party Malli and I cohosted, Mrs. Ladd's obsession with math, prom at Rich's, grad night, working at the Chapstick factory, flashlight pizza!!, Mrs. Cameron
I'm sure there are other crucial memories I forgot.... but whoever was bored enough to actually read this, SORRY! For me it is partially closure, but at the same time, there is a part of you that never really lets go of those days. I have fun in college, but there is something missing...something innocent or new, I'm not sure. I'm just thankful for those memories.
Freshman year.
WORST YEAR ever in school except starting kindergarten where I cried. I spent the majority of the year trying not to walk into the wrong classroom in this "huge" school. I missed everything about middle school, most especially my tight clique, which provided me with all the security anyone could need. I eventually found my niche with two people, a shy Nicaraguan guy and a half Egyptian girl. By the end of the year I got to date a junior, hang out with his crowd, and go to Prom. It didn't seem like high school would be that bad afterall.
Random memories from freshman year: making out (and getting caught!) in the band room, first concert MxPx, Brad throwing candy in English
Sophomore year.
I discovered my love for photography. I sucked hardcore at it, to begin with. I should hope by now I am decent since it is my minor. First half of the year= awesome. Last half= never wanted to step foot at school. Junior now senior boyfriend gone..probably one of the hardest things about high school is getting over your first serious boyfriend. Good things about it though were that I got my first job at the Wine Cellar and my Miata. I was in a band..kind of! Haha.
Random memories from sophomore year: The Czechs!!! (our band), Dana's mom, eating Cherub's subs at Paulina's house, Boris' Jeep, Jason's dog with the funky teeth we used to always make fun of, meeting Alexa, the orange VW beetle, gossiping in Algebra 2 class, laying on the hood of Cary's Duster and meeting the drummer in MxPx, officially becoming best friends with Mike when we were paired up in English class doing interviews
Junior year.
It was all about the punk rock. By far my favorite year. I can't even begin to explain how much I think about this year and the people and smile. And at the risk of sounding like an after school special, I will just skip over my ideas about it and put some random memories.
Randoms: Converses with no socks and Febreeze, chocolate bracelets, studded belts and skirts, skipping class to go to the sponge docks, thrift store kisses, Helios!!, sneaking Mike's Hard Lemonade into the State Theater,hangouts at Dale's house, Penis(it's a guy's nickname) and his mohawk and learning how to style it with Elmer's glue, the Dropkick show and the trip to the ER, English 3 honors class movies with Dan and Jiggaman, all the nights spent drinking behind State Theater, all the shows, cramming 12 people into a Camry and driving downtown, collecting band pins and covering Dickies bags with them, drinking at the beach, not being allowed to stay out past 11, Wild Turkey, blasting "Guns and Wankers" in the Miata as Alexa and I pulled into the school parking lot, the "Preppy Girl" song, learning how to smoke, The Globe and improv nights at Mother's Milk, hating jocks and gym class with Alexa and Jeff, meeting Pogo
Senior year.
Sucked...well, not entirely. Most of my friends had graduated, dropped out, or moved. I bonded a lot with two girls I have completely lost touch with now that I miss a lot. I also hung out with some pretty cool juniors. I really changed that year. I joined Key Club...haha, how dorky is that? and spent a lot of my time studying or with my college ex-boyfriend. I had gained a lot of weight and lost interest in most of my hobbies. I started to think about how much my life would change after that year and it really has. It was all about the college choices, which were actually really scary back then. There was some critical point in between junior and senior year where I lost my childhood... and it passed by me so quickly I can't even pinpoint it. Thinking back about that makes me sad. I was on my way to college and it was time to grow up. I quit the Wine Cellar.
Randoms: Friday night Checkers and hockey games, Bob the dissected piglet, Heather Tutone and all her glory, Heather Sutherland and her suicide, John and his Pringles can, Luke and Llyod wearing the Alf costume in the mall and kids coming up and hugging them, the Halloween party Malli and I cohosted, Mrs. Ladd's obsession with math, prom at Rich's, grad night, working at the Chapstick factory, flashlight pizza!!, Mrs. Cameron
I'm sure there are other crucial memories I forgot.... but whoever was bored enough to actually read this, SORRY! For me it is partially closure, but at the same time, there is a part of you that never really lets go of those days. I have fun in college, but there is something missing...something innocent or new, I'm not sure. I'm just thankful for those memories.