I know, I’m revamping again (laughs), but it’s just the way I am. I can’t seem to find a happy medium so to speak when it comes to some parts of my Cyber world. I’m always shooting for something akin to convenience that respects the privacy of others as well as my own, if that’s possible.
I personally loved high school for the most part. It was high school, what more can a person say about it. It was a place where many of us found our first loves and felt our first broken hearts. We lost best friends and created new ones. Graduation was a time of elation, expectations, hope and many other emotions, even sadness for some. There were those that found themselves saying goodbye to what were at that time lifelong friends as they went off to college. While others married their high school sweethearts and started families, took jobs in other states and even some went away in the Armed Forces to other countries. Either way, whether it was saying goodbye or hello, it was a time for new beginnings, a time when lives were sometimes changed forever. Regardless of our experiences, I think high school and the memories we take from there are some of the most powerful events in our lives.
I have a lot of good memories of David Anderson High School as well as Lincoln Junior High and McKinley Elementary. Lisbon was a small town where we all went through the same school system, younger siblings following after the older ones. We had nearly the same teachers year after year who also remembered the older ones that passed through before.
I think what I remember most is the fact that I tried to just be a quiet girl that moved through the days, watching others. Mostly because my mother was a Jehovah’s Witness and there wasn’t going to be any permissions granted for a social life outside of her church. So I thought why bother with it, it was only going to make things difficult at home and for the most part that was cool with me.
That’s not to say that I didn’t want to do a lot of things! Or to say that I didn’t have my own various ‘love interests’ or ‘hot crushes’ while I was in school. Again, I’m human and was not immune to those things, I had only two the entire time I went to school. The first one was someone I was totally crazy about from about the fourth grade until I was a sophomore. I wore a small silver heart charm on my watch that had his name engraved on it with a tiny birthstone. On the back was engraved: “I loved you then, I love you now and I always will.” Yeah it took that long to realize it wasn’t happening (laughs). The other one, well, he probably has no memory of me much less the fact that I also wore his name on a gold heart charm on a chain around my neck where nobody would see it.
Those days are part of my mental scrapbook, a place where I hold special memories. I have neither ill feelings toward anyone nor any regrets about any of it. It was high school, that period that marks the ‘right of passage’ so to speak from childhood to adulthood. I suppose that’s why I’m so “up” on Facebook, it’s a chance to reconnect with some of the ones I was friends with and maybe connect with and make friends with others.
Because in my opinion, in the end “It’s all good”
