Gah! High School flashbacks when I woke up this morning. What were you named in High School?
Court Jester- Junior Year
Funniest Senior Girl- Senior year, duh
Most likely to become famous -Senior year
Best attitude/sportsmanship -Basketball, Senior year
And I was a backup singer for a Christian rock band sophomore year, almost was elected chaplain sophomore year, and nearly got homecoming princess sophomore and junior year, but always lost because...I wasn't blonde and didn't play helpless with boys?
I don't know what people thought of me in High School. I was the eccentric artsy girl that played pranks on everyone one minute, then wrote romantic poetry in the back of the math class the next. I think people loved me because I was different but also hated me because I was different.
SORT OF LIKE EMINEM!!!!
I remember I never EVER got along with the football jocks. They never passed up an opportunity to yell "dyke" or "ugly" at me as they ran laps around the school wearing jerseys that said, "Runnin' for the Lord" on them.
How did they know I was gay? Even I didn't know I was gay! The only lesbian in school was this hot punk chick that would always cuddle with me and tell me I was hot...I liked her, my best friend, and another one of my best friends...yet I thought that if I just stuck to my boyfriend that wore nailpolish and glittery coinpurses that said "girl power" I really WAS straight.
What the hell? Oh my God I have to go to class. Later!
Court Jester- Junior Year
Funniest Senior Girl- Senior year, duh
Most likely to become famous -Senior year
Best attitude/sportsmanship -Basketball, Senior year
And I was a backup singer for a Christian rock band sophomore year, almost was elected chaplain sophomore year, and nearly got homecoming princess sophomore and junior year, but always lost because...I wasn't blonde and didn't play helpless with boys?
I don't know what people thought of me in High School. I was the eccentric artsy girl that played pranks on everyone one minute, then wrote romantic poetry in the back of the math class the next. I think people loved me because I was different but also hated me because I was different.
SORT OF LIKE EMINEM!!!!
I remember I never EVER got along with the football jocks. They never passed up an opportunity to yell "dyke" or "ugly" at me as they ran laps around the school wearing jerseys that said, "Runnin' for the Lord" on them.
How did they know I was gay? Even I didn't know I was gay! The only lesbian in school was this hot punk chick that would always cuddle with me and tell me I was hot...I liked her, my best friend, and another one of my best friends...yet I thought that if I just stuck to my boyfriend that wore nailpolish and glittery coinpurses that said "girl power" I really WAS straight.
What the hell? Oh my God I have to go to class. Later!
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But I'm sure you're all tough and butchy like Popeye and get all of your iron from spinach.
Brussel sprouts though... icky.