High School Post, tagged by Bub and Pie.
1 Who was your best friend?
L.
2 What sports did you play?
Basketball and softball. Are there other sports?
3 What kind of car did you drive?
The first vehicle I drove was a 1980 Ford pick-up. It was a stick. First gear was out. Typically, if taking it somewhere socially, I'd park about a half mile away and walk. After taking out the side of our garage with it, I was then gifted a station wagon. My parents were Catholic, so we didn't talk about sex, but I think it was their best attempt to be sure I wasn't shagging in my car.
4 It’s Friday night, where were you?
Going to basketball practice, then and play in the band at half-time of the football game.
5 Were you a party animal?
HA! No. My senior year I got a little adventurous, but no drunken stories from high school for me.
6 Were you considered a flirt?
I don't think so. I think more a snob--my insecurity was often perceived as snobbery...I think that still happens today.
7 Were you in band, orchestra, or choir?
Band--Clarinet. And Honor Society, SADD, Student Council, Yearbook, DARE....the list goes on and on. See question 8 for further details.
8 Were you a nerd?
In my heart, yes. I didn't hang out with the "popular crowd", as even back then the antics of that type of group tired me. I was a good student and perfectionist, so I suppose I had many nerd-like qualities, but I was also an athlete.
9 Did you get suspended/expelled?
No.
10 Can you sing the fight song?
Yes. It was set to the tune of the Michigan State Fight song...but really, that isn't something I ever want to think about again.
11 Who was your favorite teacher?
My high school English teacher, Mrs. I. The coolest, most amazing teacher I've ever had, even post-high school. She pushed me to be my very best and made a remarkable impact on my life.
12 School mascot?
An insect.
13 Did you go to Prom?
Yes. All four years. A horrific array of dresses and hairstyles. I'm talking blackmail horrific.
14 If you could go back and do it over, would you?
Only to relive the athletic portion of it.
15 What do you remember most about graduation?
That I forgot to thank my mom when I received an award for outstanding student scholar/athlete. I rambled on and thanked my coaches and teachers and completely forgot her. To this day, I wish I could go back and do that over again.
16 Where were you on senior skip day?
At school and then at softball practice.
17 Did you have a job your senior year?
I always worked during the summers, but not during the school year.
18 Where did you go most often for lunch?
We had a common area downstairs that we went to most often. I ate cheese pizza and drank a REAL Coke every single day and still weighed 118. God, this post is depressing.
19 Have you gained weight since then?
Don't mind that sound. It's me sobbing.
20 What did you do after graduation?
College.
21 Who was your Senior prom date?
My group of friends.
23 Are you going / did you go to your 10 year reunion?
Negative, Ghost Rider.
24 Who was your home room teacher?
Mrs. W. was my kindergarten teacher.
25 Who will repost this after you?
How about Lawyer Mama and Flutter. Are you guys up for it?
Sarah at In The Trenches tagged me for the "Eight Things" post. I am responding only because my Tigers kicked the asses of swept the Sox and I'd hate to have her disappointed twice in one week by Michiganders. :)
Please, just promise that you'll respect me in the morning:
1. I was my grandmothers first grandchild and I was born on her birthday.
2. I love the movie "For the Love of the Game", but I hate the love story part of it. There is a scene where Kelly Preston is comparing her having a child as a single parent to him seriously injuring his pitching hand, and pretty much each time I watch it, I still want to duct tape her mouth shut.
3. The super-power I would pick if given the choice would be invisibility.
4. If it's summer and the Tigers are on, I'm watching.
5. I still cry when I sing the National Anthem.
6. I'm a vegetarian and now I'm struggling with how I can still eat cheese without feeling guilt over how dairy cows are treated. It's keeping me up at night, people. OK, maybe the insomnia is, but it's on my mind when I'm laying there at night.
7. I go to bed with two men each night: Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert.
8. There are a lot of things I'd do over for myself.
1. I was my grandmothers first grandchild and I was born on her birthday.
2. I love the movie "For the Love of the Game", but I hate the love story part of it. There is a scene where Kelly Preston is comparing her having a child as a single parent to him seriously injuring his pitching hand, and pretty much each time I watch it, I still want to duct tape her mouth shut.
3. The super-power I would pick if given the choice would be invisibility.
4. If it's summer and the Tigers are on, I'm watching.
5. I still cry when I sing the National Anthem.
6. I'm a vegetarian and now I'm struggling with how I can still eat cheese without feeling guilt over how dairy cows are treated. It's keeping me up at night, people. OK, maybe the insomnia is, but it's on my mind when I'm laying there at night.
7. I go to bed with two men each night: Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert.
8. There are a lot of things I'd do over for myself.
If I could do something over for someone else, it would be for Big A's dad. He was erroneously ejected from a basketball game in the district finals of his senior year. The ref even wrote a letter stating that he shouldn't have been thrown out, and that he mistakenly ejected everyone involved in the melee, despite the fact that Big A's dad had stepped in to stop the fight, not participate in it.
Because he was ejected from that game, he wasn't allowed to play in the regional game, and he was an all-state athlete that led his team in points. My heart still hurts for him, having to sit on the bench and watch his teammates try to fight it out without him. I'd call it a lesson of the cruelest kind, but I still don't see a lesson within it.That's it! Whew! Now wake up and carry on.
17 comments:
I hate you. I mean that. I really do.
Except I love you, cuz you're my sister.
Unfortunately, I am unable to participate in the "Tag" game because:
A) I don't know eight people who blog (and you already hit up the couple I do know).
B) I'm busy trying to remove permanent marker from Chubbly's arms, hands, and fingernails (please don't ask...)
C) It's against my religion.
LOL
A
justme...can I copy your response? Except for the part about having to remove permanent marker from a child. I don't think I'll ask what happened...but I will ask if the rest of the house, furniture, etc are ok! :) Everything else in the response qualifies though!
Sorry Jenn. :)
I have a girl crush on Amanda too.
You were a nerd. An athletic nerd, but a nerd nonetheless.
Whew! My feet can't seem to find their way back to the floor so delirious are they with the newfound knowledge that not one, but two fantastically amazing women have girl crushes on me. My eight random facts may be split into two lists of four items, each describing with exquisite clarity exactly why it is that I worship in the trenches of mommyhood and live to adore Serving the Queens.
jenn its so funny how every post i read of yours makes me feel closer to you. well first off that your a fellow michigander, and tigers fan and i won't ask you to point to the spot on your palm where you live 'cuz i never did that... and because we both played the clarinet yikes!! i just did the 10 random things post for Ally a few posts ago if your in the mood for some random useless facts...perhaps i'll work this meme into to a future post. cheers!
We'll see, but I'm not making any promises. :)
Just so you know, the school mascot was a HORNET, not a BEE. Seriously, how did you get that one wrong? :-)
Your Friday nights were way more exciting than mine.
Um, what's wrong with being a cheerleader? Dude, cheerleading IS a sport. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THAT IN A LIFETIME?
*ahem* sorry about that. Reflex. No reason why.
Oh, do I have 8 random facts that the world needs to know about? Hmmm...will try to collect my thoughts. And SO NOT a Superhero. Just a woman looking for something to cover up her tights ass. (not tight ass, get it?)
sorry. I'm leaving now. I'm serious.
Colbert. Stewart. Mmmmm.
Me too.
I appreciate the tag and will do it if I can squeeze it in. Blog-time's a little short right now. But it's nice of you to think of me!
LOL Oh no, ok I will do this now. Also? I don't hate you as a cheerleader because I was the only goth-chick cheerleader in cheerleading history.
I lasted for 2 months...HA!
Girl crush on Amanda?
Count me in.
OK, so your number three?
Me, too.
We can be invisible together.
invisibility, eh? i can't ever see you being invisible, even by choice.
I would have loved you in high school. Except for the cheer-leading thing, but I do understand what you mean because I went to a small school as well and there weren't many other options. I agree that the only reason I'd go back to high school is to do the sports again. I loved playing basketball and still miss the fun of it.
Thanks for the morning laughs!
A cheerleader!? A rah-rah girl?! Well, I still think you're pretty cool, even if I spent many mind-numbing hours at cheerleader competitions for friends/my sister.
You know I only say this because I was a thwarted cheerleader, right? Not enough coordination, if you can imagine :)
You, too, know the feeling of freezing your fingers off in November while trying to play the clarinet at a football field.
But I'm dying to know... how quick could you change from your cheerleading uniform to band uniform and back to cheerleading uniform again?
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