I made the momentous mistake of opening my high school yearbook last night. It was supposed to be a quick "look up" of someone, but curiosity got the best of me....and I began browsing...
Let's just say, it was not good. Not. at. all. The following thoughts ran through my head while tormenting myself down the memory lane stroll.
*Why in the world did any of you I knew in high school allow me to cut my bangs directly above my eyebrows and then part my hair down the middle? Really? Did you not think to mention it to me that it may NOT have been the most flattering look? Those of you who didn't know me then, might think it was just one year of bad judgement....WRONG! All THREE freaking years....same hair style. NOT GOOD.
*Thank freaking goodness they do not do full body shots. I apparently liked wearing sleeveless sweaters in my yearbook pictures (Soph AND Junior)...so I am terrified of what was going on to help cover my legs. Shorts with the sweater tucked in? Tapered jeans? The possibilities are enough to give me nightmares for weeks.
*Those drapes they make you wear in your senior pictures are from hell.
*I think my neck can suspend itself like a robot and move forward...right into the direction of the camera. You'd think I would've picked up on this awesome trait by now, but I haven't. It became apparent when I noticed that my face takes up the ENTIRE little box (Think close-up) and everyone else's face is placed a nice reasonable distance away. Why else would I be shoving my face forward? I don't' know.
*I pretty much didn't attend Seminary. At least, that's what I figured after reading the signatures from Seminary. They all began with the phrase..."Well, I didn't get to know you that well, but..."
*I am fairly certain, "You're so cute" is code for, "Seriously...you are okay, but COME ON already, do something with your HAIR!" It is the only plausible solution I came up with after reading the exact same phrase 400 times. That, and "You're a stud." Really? Do people even say that?
*I will NEVER allow my daughter to have a serious boyfriend in High school. EVER. I will put her in a Catholic nun place where they lock her in rooms or whatever...if I have to. Enough said.
The awkwardness, drama and weird hairstyles came flooding back as if it all happened yesterday...I don't want to go back there ever again. Thank goodness some of you stuck it out with me all those years...
Let's just say, it was not good. Not. at. all. The following thoughts ran through my head while tormenting myself down the memory lane stroll.
*Why in the world did any of you I knew in high school allow me to cut my bangs directly above my eyebrows and then part my hair down the middle? Really? Did you not think to mention it to me that it may NOT have been the most flattering look? Those of you who didn't know me then, might think it was just one year of bad judgement....WRONG! All THREE freaking years....same hair style. NOT GOOD.
*Thank freaking goodness they do not do full body shots. I apparently liked wearing sleeveless sweaters in my yearbook pictures (Soph AND Junior)...so I am terrified of what was going on to help cover my legs. Shorts with the sweater tucked in? Tapered jeans? The possibilities are enough to give me nightmares for weeks.
*Those drapes they make you wear in your senior pictures are from hell.
*I think my neck can suspend itself like a robot and move forward...right into the direction of the camera. You'd think I would've picked up on this awesome trait by now, but I haven't. It became apparent when I noticed that my face takes up the ENTIRE little box (Think close-up) and everyone else's face is placed a nice reasonable distance away. Why else would I be shoving my face forward? I don't' know.
*I pretty much didn't attend Seminary. At least, that's what I figured after reading the signatures from Seminary. They all began with the phrase..."Well, I didn't get to know you that well, but..."
*I am fairly certain, "You're so cute" is code for, "Seriously...you are okay, but COME ON already, do something with your HAIR!" It is the only plausible solution I came up with after reading the exact same phrase 400 times. That, and "You're a stud." Really? Do people even say that?
*I will NEVER allow my daughter to have a serious boyfriend in High school. EVER. I will put her in a Catholic nun place where they lock her in rooms or whatever...if I have to. Enough said.
The awkwardness, drama and weird hairstyles came flooding back as if it all happened yesterday...I don't want to go back there ever again. Thank goodness some of you stuck it out with me all those years...
(Okay, maybe I do have some good memories - just not ANY associated with the yearbook.)
(And...NO...no photos are, nor ever will be, available for your comedic pleasure on this blog. I am damaged enough).
(And...NO...no photos are, nor ever will be, available for your comedic pleasure on this blog. I am damaged enough).
8 comments:
That was funny! Do you remember our last day of school our sophomore year, I think. My sister cut and highlighted our hair the day before. You slept over at my house that night so that we could do our hair together in the morning! We also borrowed each others clothes. I wore a pair of your hiking boots that I loved, but were a couple sizes too small. I didn't care, I still wore them. Then do you remember who we hung out with after school? Morgan Workman and his friend Blair (Jiffy Stop clerk!!!) We thought we were so cool. But they must of thought other wise because they never called us again to do something!! We still thought we were cool though! Funny times. Thanks for the laughs!
This made me laugh. Have you ever heard someone say, "Hey, I looked great in my yearbook picture!!!"?
They're all scary. And if you think your's is especially hideous, you should take a peek at a 1971 yearbook. For crying out loud, we all should have been drowned.
I always thought you were adorable.
Oh Jenny, that is hilarious. makes me want to pull out my yearbook and reminisce. I don't even want to think of what I wore in high school. YOu were always styling!! Get down here so we can stroll down memory lane together!
oh Jen!
You are sooo hard on yourself. I never thought you looked nothing but BABElICIOUS. Me, on the other hand. Can you just say SCARY! WHy didn't you point out my unibrow or serious make up issues? All I can say is I'm soooo glad I'm not in highschool anymore.
I'm with ya! You couldn't pay me to go back!
ROFL- I really would like to see the pics anyway! :D
WILL TRADE PICS FOR WINDOW WASHING AND DUSTING:-)
I saw your parents last night at Wingers.... love them. I remember the first time I met your Dad. We were laying out on your driveway....(????) and he pulled in and said "You sure are a Talk Drink of Water!)
I will never forget that. Not because of what he said, but for the fact that we were actually in our swimsuits, laying out in your driveway! I mean, come on... who does that! All of my memories that we have together are fabulous!
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