Monday, February 26, 2007
when i was in high school…
Ok, so I’ve taken some time off to do my other blog. What can I say? Go read it! How’s that?
Anyway, I was home to clean out my old bedroom and among the things there, I found some stuff that I want to share with all of you this week. First up: my high school notes! When I was in high school, we didn’t have text messaging and phones. No, we had old-fashioned writing things on paper and giving them to our friends between classes. I saved them in a box that I found in my room. I thought I was a cool teenager that wasn’t an annoying boy crazy gossipy girl like teenagers now. I was wrong. See the results below.
Actual high school notes from my friends.
“Happy Valentine’s Day! So are you having wonderful thoughts of Dan today? You better, it’s your day for ROMANCE! How corny can I get? Just wanted to wish you a happy V-Day!”—Lauren
[This came from a Valentine’s Day candygram. I have no idea who Dan is.]
“Well, life’s been a little less weird this year. No Chris or John. Yeah! I’m so glad you’re in my English class. You make it so inspirational. Happy Valentine’s Day!”—Erin
[Another candygram. Chris and John were these annoying guys that had crushes on me. I have no idea why Erin found me inspirational in English class. I think that was an inside joke, but I don’t remember it anymore.]
“I’m sorry 4 the misunderstand, and I wasn’t the one who told everybody because I didn’t even know some people who knew, knew. Well tell Chris that it was only a misunderstanding, ok!”—Bejal
[Don’t know which Chris she is talking about. Don’t know what the misunderstanding was about. As for Bejal, I have no idea how she did so well in school. Half my box is notes from her.]
“Oh my God, Jenny. What the hell is going on? That is not a normal couple.”—Shannon
“Don’t even ask because if you do, I’ll have to answer. All I know is that they are so weird that I would rather collect belly button lint than try to think of how weird they are.”—me
[Ah yes. The infamous Megan-Chris relationship of junior year. There are several notes in my box about this. All agree with the fact that this was weird.]
“Ok, here’s the dirt on Dominick and this Holly chick. Chris said Dominick must like dumb girls referring to me and Holly. But I’m not as stupid as this ditz!...She wore tight pants, a tight lacy shirt, black jacket, and lacy white nylongs with two-inch black heels that were patent leather so if she wore a skirt, you could see her underwear in her shoes. Although I don’t think she wears underwear for easy access on 8 Mile at 3 in the morning. Gotta go!”—me
[Wow. That Holly girl sounds slutty!]
“You’re coming to the play, right? I’ll come visit you during intermission. I heard you’re sending flowers to Mark and Chris. How sweet! I got one last night from Jeff, but so did everyone else so I’m bored. Write me back.”—Shannon
[Shannon worked on the plays at school. I don’t know where she is now so I can’t ask her if she ever hooked up with Jeff.]
“The Care Bears? Give me a break! You R so confusing! I’m lost beyond belief, but that’s nothing new.”—Courtney
[This was in response to a note I wrote her. Even then, I was totally confusing so that hasn’t changed.]
“Hey Hon! How R U? I never see you anymore...I’m soon to be bald—we shave our heads in March. Ahhh!—Shawn”
“Hi sweetie! I’m too cheap to buy one of these so I’m using Shawn’s!”—John
[Shawn was a swimmer, hence shaving his head. I don’t know where Shawn Clark is now but he needs to email me. As for John, he can afford alot of things now that he’s a doctor...and married with a child.]
“Oman! Wassup? Have you stopped drooling over him? Anyways, I switched committees and am now in Econ. The chair keeps putting the music on. Come visit me sometime. Write back!”—Unknown
[I don’t know who wrote this. Probably Bejal since she was so prolific at the time. I think this was from a Model UN simulation since the person in question referred to committees and addressed me as Oman. I’m guessing I represented Oman. I’m also not positive who I was drooling over, but I’m pretty sure it was a guy from Univ. of Detroit Jesuit High. Oh those Jesuit boys were sooo dreamy!]