September 17, 2014

a look at me in high school + guest post | eat, drink, + be mary

sooo...i have a little confession. i wasn't cool in high school. like...not at all. 

luckily, i was under the illusion that i actually was cool. like...part of the popular crowd. but really i was living in a state of blissful unawareness in my mom jeans and knock-off doc martens. i had no clue there were mean people. i didn't know there was drama. i certainly was oblivious that people were partying every weekend.

i would say this resulted in high school being an enjoyable experience. i just bopped along boyfriendless...with my biggest concern being whether or not i was going to get asked to the next dance and how many pages i had to read in a lame book for AP english. 

i was the girl with zero tardies and zero absences. yep...that girl.

to give you an even clearer farmer confessed that he NEVER would have gone for, ever. 

being blissfully oblivious wasn't a bad way to spend four years...especially after hearing stories of how people actually spent high school. that's rough. i mean...i could never have dealt with the grown-up issues some gals had to deal with.

the good news...we grow up. we grow up, get smarter, and turn into delightful, beautiful bloggers like mary of eat, drink, + be mary

miss beautiful is taking over my blog today and telling us all about things she'd rather do than head back to her mid teens. 

get it girl.
In high school I was one of those girls. The girl who doodled in her notebook instead of listening to the teacher.  Who passed notes and went googly-eyed for several boys. In high school,  I was like any other girl who had no care in the world. That was until my junior year when I started dating a guy who flipped my world upside down. A guy who went to a different school and later turned out to be a pathological liar, distancing me from my friends + making me hate high school.

Luckily, I got a grip a little less than two years after I fell under his spell and broke it off.  But my memories and high school experience were left marred and with bridges burned.  Today I'm sharing with y'all fourteen things I'd rather do than relive to high school.  

1. Boycott bagels for a month.  Talk about a struggle for a carb-lover like myself.

2. Slap Myself.  Let's face it, at times I deserved it.

3. Not drink my morning coffee.

4. Comment on a blog that has captcha.  Whyyyyyy?

5. Not be able to watch the Food Network for a week.

6. Check my twitter feed only to be responded with the awful spinning wheel that seems to never end.

7. Be in a nightmare and not be able to wake up.
I had braces and edited pictures and posted them on facebook like the one above; I mean come on
8. Be banned from Pinterest.

9. Have an inbox full of comments, just to see they all say "nice blog, I'd love if you checked out mine".  Well, its quite obvious you didn't actually read my post.  That just hurts.

10. Drink a tablespoon of hot sauce without anything to chase it with.

11. Attempt to eat a spoonful of cinnamon.

12. Eat Oysters.  YUCK!

13. Have a pimple under the skin.  Those suckers hurt!

14.  Not be able to use emojis ever again.  I take that back, that would just be too far.  
Maybe for different reasons, but I'm sure MANY of you can agree - you'd rather do a number of things rather than go back to high school.  What would you rather do than go back to those days of spending 8-3 in that building?  What/who is the reason you never want to relive those moments?

Stop by my blog to learn more about the girl I was in high school with "If You Knew Me in High School." 

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  1. Agreed!!!! I graduated early so I could get out!!!

  2. Haha I was blissfully unaware of a lot in high school as well... but it all caught up to me in college :-P

    I've told my husband who went to the same college as me that he wouldn't have liked me if we had met during undergrad. Good thing we didn't cross paths until I had grown up!

  3. This post is very timely for me for two reasons. The first is that my sons and their friends are in high school and while things seem to be going well, they are, in no way, having the "times of their lives". In the past month, I have had conversations with two of my girlfriends who were complaining about their sons being miserable in high school. I explained that, despite what hollywood might portray, high school is not the best time for everyone. That is what college is for!

    It is also timely because my mother is moving and handing me two HUGE boxes of my high school crap/mementos that I had not seen since 1985. When she stated that she found them in the back of a storage closet, I told her to just throw them away as I had not missed them in 29 years. She could not so she brought them to my house. Let's just say that my poor family is just sick of hearing about the early 80's this week. I will be blogging about it soon.

  4. You and me both! I didn't have a car because I didn't have a job (only babysat neighborhood kids) but hearing stories about how people were high or drunk i'm like WHAT! I don't even think I knew what weed was. So green, I swear. But you're right...a lovely innocent high school experience!

  5. Karli I remember you in high school and I always thought you WERE in the popular group. See how much I know! Which might be because I was much nerdier then you. Is that a word? Good thing we all grew up. I'm pretty sure my husband would have made fun of me back then and I wouldn't have had anything to do with him either. Glad it took me a few more years to meet him.
    -Heather (Pack) Palmer PS I really love your blog. You are very talented at writing and I love reading it.

  6. Hilarious! and apparently I'm oblivious because idk what captcha is.

  7. I was blissfully unaware throughout high school. In fact I was homeschooled, so high school was a bit different for me. Rather be banned from Pinterest than relive highschool, that's pretty serious.


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