Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Some thoughts....

about high school. I couldn't think of one wonderful story to tell, so here are some thoughts and brief stories about high school.

1) I really looked like a boy with that haircut. A more petite version of my brother.

2) One time I was drinking a bottled apple cider at lunch and Mark Hoeksema (Mr. Hoeksema actually, the Bible teacher) stopped to make sure I wasn't drinking wine (I think he was just joking though).

3) We had some awesome picnics...and the best was the lasagna cookoff in which Wes and I fooled everyone with the lunch meat and ketchup recipe. Then after we graduated, Jason and I would take lunch to everyone. That's how much I liked high school folks....I wanted to keep coming after they gave me my diploma.

4) Freshman year winter banquet was incredibly uncomfortable...you would be too if you were scared to talk to your date. I think Jenn was too. She didn't really talk to Matt Murray and then we went and saw As Good as It Gets. I remember Mr. Contant and Mr. Kooi were there with their wives (or maybe Kooi wasn't married yet, don't remember). Or was that sophomore year? I can't remember.

5) I really loved those sloppy joes on hot lunch Wednesday.

6) But those burritos...yum! And I have Sophia to thank for my love affair with sour cream. One day I was doing something and couldn't get my burrito. So she put everything on since she didn't know what I wanted. And that was the beginning....

7) Edible Stuff...a good idea....maybe will be realized one day. (Now that's a good story to tell...but another time. We'll see if it is demanded by my reading public.)

8) This isn't high school...but one time while driving back from Alameda with Anne and Wes, we were distracted and ended up in San Jose.

9) Almond Blossom Festival....simply fabulous.

10) Winter banquet senior year was great...because I didn't go. Instead I went to Portofino's (which has gone very downhill since 2000) with Jason and Wes. Wes ate well-done lamb. Jason and I were horrified. I think the waiter was too. Then we saw The Green Mile. Good movie (if a bit long). Wes hated it. Jason and I picked it I think.

11) Sophia acted very mysterious sophomore year. Always disappearing after lunch and writing secret notes to someone. Has never revealed the mystery. Hmmmmm....

12) Learning to drive stick on the Wesmobile. Now that was a fun car. Oh yes...that makes me think of Aca Dec and all that frivolity and poor Doc and his insane students. Wes...you were quite naughty. I mean, who walks into an auditorium filled with hundreds of students from Northern California with an afghan on his head?

13) I remember inviting Jason to our first murder mystery dinner party..the train one. That was nerve-wracking.

2 comments:

Wesley said...

good stories, good stories!

i don't know how it is i went all my life without liking mexican food. although i must be making up for it now since i have mexican almost every day! what i want to know is how someone cannot like sour cream...and how you cannot remember the scary, ghetto coffee shop in alameda?

ps...i still maintain that i was never at the scottish rite center in stockton wearing an afghan on my head.

Jason said...

I went with Randy Hannink.

We were in Alameda helping Phillip move in.

I did like Mexican food...just not sour cream.

No that was Jill...she was a woman who was a man or something. Or maybe she was the murderer.