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Thursday, December 11, 2008

I choose to be tagged...

In reading my SIL's blog, I got duped into me being tagged for a high-school meme. I prefer to see it as wishing to re-live a very weird time in my life... and share it all with you...

1. What school did you go to? Uh.... which year... Freshman year, I went to my beloved Park High School, in Livingston Montana... Where the school is small and you had the same teachers practically every year... Sophmore year, Butte High School in Butte Montana... Where my dad graduated, but we only lived in Butte for a year... Junior/Senior years were spent at Olympus Sr. High School in Salt Lake City, UT... I was involved in the school functions my freshman year, but did not find that I had the "spirit" at the other 2 schools...

2. Shy girl, outcast, wierdo... you pick... I was very much a "keep to yourself" kinda gal... My freshman year, I was still in the whole "pick on her" phase of my life that transferred over from middle school, so it wasn't that fun. I don't do well in new situations, so the schools to follow weren't much better for socializing... Come to think of it, most of my socializing has been done outside of school, excluding my BFF, who I met my Freshman year, of course... To her, I was "Bobcat" and to me she was "Fredneck"... I don't remember EXACTLY why we picked those names for each-other, but I think, at the time, it was "cool" to have "guy" nicknames for your girlfriends. We added the "cat" and the "neck" due to our proximity to MSU in Bozeman (the bobcats) and our obsession with all things Jeff Foxworthy... Seriously, we grew up in Montana, but we can both slip into a southern accent when we want... It's weird...

3. Driving... Who had the money for a car? I rode the bus (and was darn proud of it!!!) I'd bum rides from friend when I could. I didn't get my license until I was 19, so I don't get the whole "teenage driver" thing... I prefer to think of myself as having reached adulthood by that point (and legally getting over the newly-enforced teenage-driver rules introduced to the state of Utah)... Although I do remember a time (with my BFF, of course) where she "let" me drive and I took a turn too fast and ended up scaring the living s*** out of me and knocking the rubber tires off the rims of her wheels... I am still leery of sharp turns today... Oh, and I LOVED the "no day speed limit" in Montana when we were teens. She and I would get in the car and go visit relatives on the other side of the state, driving 90 miles an hour down the highway! It was GREAT! What would I have done without her...

4. Wrangler Butts Drive Me Nuts! I was a COUNTRY girl... I preferred my men to be tall, lanky, cowboys who drove pick-up trucks. I never dated one though... I usually got the shorter, more urban guy... My favorite birthday was when my BFF and I went to the Wrangler Rodeo when I turned 16. I felt that at that moment, I could die a happy woman... (and yes, at 16, I really did think I was a "woman") I listened to country music exclusively. I have since broadened my tastes for music. Although, I've noticed I don't really have a tolerance for country music produced after 1999... Usually, if I'm in the mood for country, I listen to "Prime Country" on Sirius radio... That's all the older stuff from when I was in high school...

5. Junior Prom... My grandmother made my dress out of burgundy velvet (I still have it). I had my nails and hair "done" for the first time in my life (and the only time, come to think of it). My date got a limo. We ate at Benihana's (my first time there too). We went to Prom, found it lame, and stayed long enough to get the standard pictures. We then went to "The Fun Dome" and played lazer tag (yes, we were still done up in our prom wear... I was wearing 3 inch heels... He was still in his tux...)

6. Senior Year... I broke up with my boyfriend (at Christmas time... the putz). Luckily my BFF was there visiting to help pick up the pieces. She came over from College to visit me. I met my husband, but back then, he was just a punk pilot. Too skinny for his own good. I probably made my parents crazy with me being out all hours of the night with him, but I was 18 and they trusted me. He was out of school and working graveyard shift at the time... We spent most of our dates at Denny's or Dee's at 2-3 AM... I loved being 18...

7. Graduation... If I had stayed at my first high school, I would have graduated with many friends in our school gymnasium (I think it was a class of maybe 80?). If I had stayed at my first high school, I never would have met my husband. But I graduated in the Rice Eccles Stadium (where the U of U play basketball) in a class of several hundred. I got in trouble for writing on my cap. Where I came from (in Montana), it is tradition to write something on your cap. Favorites were "See Ya!" or "Thanks for the Memories" or something corny like that. Apparently, (and here is where I was mistaken, because, see I bought my cap, so I thought that I could do with it what I wanted), in Utah, it's offensive and disrespectful to write something on your cap. You don't "fit in"... So they said if I wanted to "walk on the stage" that I needed to have a cap with no grafitti... Totally ruined it for me... I had something really cool written on my cap... I don't remember what it is now, but it was AWESOME! They picked really bad music for the ceremony. The choir singing "Seventeen" by Tim McGraw... Very weird choice people... Should have picked something like "Tubthumping" by Chumbawumba, because that would have been more appropriate. Class of '99!!!!

If you feel like participating, consider yourself tagged. Nothing too specific, just list 7 things from High School that are true.

1 comment:

lonestar said...

I love your prom story, that sounds like a lot more fun! I didn't go to my prom as my then-boyfriend (now husband) was out of the country on his mission. He took two girls to his prom (that was before we dated), so I guess there is balance in the universe, lol. :)