(Two posts in one day... LOOK out!- This one stolen from myself on Facebook from Thursday)
As I try to do every spring and fall, I was going through junk in the attic trying to get ready for a yard sale. I just moved everything 10 months ago, so it could be assumed I would know what's there, but I stumbled up on a box of old yearbooks and in it I found a journal. It's funny to see what the 18-year-old you thinks about the future and of the world. Here are some of the less embarrassing things (and non-incriminating to others) 18-year-old me had to say...
*Today was the last home football game. It's senior day, so of course I had to embarrass myself. When they announced our names, I couldn't think of what to do, so I just tried to do what turned into a weird jump thing acting stupid and ended up falling on my face in front of everybody. Again.
*A girl got in trouble today for painting the inside of her locker. She said she didn't think that was fair because the cheerleaders got to paint them. I agree with her. That's not fair. If she didn't hate me, I'd help her finish it just to see what the school said. Kelly and I painted ours first because there was all kinds of stuff written in it we didn't like. That doesn't mean everyone shouldn't get to do it too. Maybe I will ask her anyway.
*It is Halloween. I cheered at the last soccer game and just passed out candy at my house. My life is glamorous.
*I might be the world's biggest idiot. I just tried to buy gas at the Exxon station with my dad's Chevron card.
*I wish people didn't think what they do about cheerleaders. I feel like it's lost me more friends than anything just because of a perception that isn't real.
*I speak what I am thinking when I am thinking it and say everything I want to say when there's someone to say it to. I do not care what anyone says to me about it or about me because of it.
*When someone does or says something to upset me, people alway say "consider the source" but what if I like the source?
*Today I was asked again if I was going to marry Andy someday. Maybe. Maybe not. I wonder why no one ever asks what I want to be instead. My answer to that is usually a nurse, but really I want to be a doctor. And I want to drive a truck. A black truck.
*Joe, John and who knows who else decided to scare the crap out of me tonight by coming over and tapping the glass because they know I can't see through it at night. Someday I'll mention that I can hear them, but they have so much fun with it.
*Joe and the guys asked me to come over and watch a "movie" tonight. They had to know I'd be home, I'm always home. They were eating pizza and watching movies, pretty sure some of them were drunk too. I was invited because they wanted to see how I would react to their choice of movie. Watching them squirm as I sat on the floor and watched with them was awesome.
*Baseball is so much fun, but not when it snows.
*Sometimes I wish I could go back and hang out with all the friends I had when we hung out at the little league field. I miss that.
*Never invite a college guy who thinks he's so much better than everyone to prom. He showed up late, complained through dinner, wouldn't dance and was an ass. This will not be how I describe it in my Senior book.
