I’m linking up with Andrea today for Show & Tell Tuesday and today is…tell (and show) us who you were in high school!
Listen, I’m excited about this one! I dug around and found some old photo albums, dusted them off and proceeded to spend a good amount of time reminiscing. Here’s the thing…I really loved high school. I did not enjoy college at all (another post for another time), but I loved high school. So, since my college experience was blah, I’m glad I had a great time way back in high school.
Here’s a little show and tell about me in high school…
I graduated from Irving High in 2000.
I grew up in Irving and for the most part, went to school with the same people from kindergarten through 12th grade. Irving is a really big urban city that bleeds right into Dallas…so it’s not small. It’s famous for being the home of DFW Airport and the Dallas Cowboys. The Cowboys’ stadium was there for 37 years (until 2008 when they moved it to Arlington), but their practice facilities have remained there.
Irving is home.
I was really involved in school. My class had around 500ish kids in it. I took every AP class I could (with the exception of science…no thank you AP science), was involved with the Student Council, National Honor Society, President of the French Club, the youth program at our church, and when we graduated, I was in the top 10% of my class academically. At the end of the year, the students and faculty could vote on their “Top Tigers” (these are seniors who represented the school well…there were only a handful), and I was one of them. I mean…I really, really loved my time in high school.
Listen, it’s football in Texas…it’s all very Friday Night Lights over here :).
My senior year, our football team went to the playoffs…this sign was gigantic and hung in Texas Stadium during our playoff games…and my dad was the one who painted it…at our house on our driveway ;).
This was from our homecoming my senior year. For those of you not from Texas…those are mums. Mums are HUGE (both literally and figuratively). We all took great pride in our mums ;). After homecoming, we would hang them up in our rooms and admire them. My four mums (from four years of high school) hung proudly in my room until my parents moved while I was in college. That’s my friend Kerri, isn’t she so cute?! My hair…is well, large here.
I pretty much had the same boyfriend all through high school. For a brief second, we broke up our junior year and dated other people…but for the most part, it was just him. I went to homecoming with him our sophomore, junior and senior years (he was the Homecoming King our senior year). My freshman year, I went with a really good friend.
The biggest part of my high school experience was the fact that I was on the drill team all four years. My sophomore through senior year, I was the First Lieutenant.
With my parents on Senior Night.
My junior and senior years, I was asked to be a Symphony Belle. Irving (the city, not the high school…there are 3 high schools in Irving and mine just happens to be called Irving High) has a symphony and Belles volunteer before, after and during performances. So, I volunteered both years and during my senior year, we had a Belle Ball. This is me at the Belle Ball. Belles all wear the same dresses…each year the dress is different. Our senior year, the dresses were a wee bit sparkly, no?
Sparkly and fun!
My bestie Kara and I at our Student Counsel Banquet. Fast forward 15 years later…
…and we’re still besties :). Here we are just a few weeks ago with our kiddos after swimming. We’ve known each other since the sixth grade, went to college together, stood up for each other when we got married and are still the best of friends today. This girl knows all of my secrets ;).
Bonus fact…Kara went to prom with
The Bachelor my little brother :).
Remember when I said that main boyfriend and I broke up for a minute during our junior year? Well, we both ended up going to the senior prom with seniors during that quick break. Here I am (as a junior) going to prom with a senior…
Yes, I didn’t go to prom with that guy. I just wanted you to see my friend Tim. I love me some Tim. I love him so much that I was super, super thrilled when he grew up and married my bestie Kara :).
So, that’s a little peek into me in high school. Good school, good friends, good church community, lots of fun on the drill team plus loads of other activities…it was a blast. I’m so glad that I fully participated in as many things as I could. I was telling Kensington the other day about how the other stuff (the extracurricular) is what I remember the most and what made high school for me. Classes were fine and everything…but the clubs/teams/activities are what I remember the most.
Of course it wasn’t all fun and games…there were hard times too.
During my sophomore year, my myofunctional problems began and my parents started taking me to see different doctors…we all know how this story ends, right? Fast forward to when I’m 28 years old and I finally (praise Jesus!) find the doctor that fixes me. You can see in every single picture here how my bite is sooooooo off. Sigh.
In March of my junior year, I had surgery on my neck that was serious and thankfully, resolved. I missed quite a bit of school and have a nice scar on my neck to remind me of that time.
But the biggest thing I take away from that time in my life is that I lost my grandfather. My grandfather was only 46 when I was born…so, he was very much like a second dad in my life. We were extremely close.
Granddaddy and me :). This was taken on my 16th birthday. This picture is framed on my desk so that I can see it every day.
My sophomore year, he was diagnosed with lymphoma and his cancer was a strong presence during my time in high school. On August 9, 1999 (just days before my senior year), I was up at the hospital with him filling out my SAT and ACT applications while he watched the Cowboys preseason came. We laughed and talked and had the best time (just like we always did). I kissed him goodbye around 9:00 and drove to Irving High where the seniors were all camping outside in front of the main doors so that the next morning at 8:00 AM, we could get first pick of parking spaces for our senior year (it was a tradition to camp out all night so that you could get the best spot…seniors got to go first). I stayed up all night outside with my friends, picked the best spot the next morning and then went straight to drill team practice at 9:00 AM. About an hour into drill team practice, my dad walked into the gymnasium and I knew as soon as I saw him that I needed to go. I got in my red car and drove straight back up to the hospital where I stood at my grandfather’s bedside as he took his last breath.
So, my senior year (which started five days later) was awesome…but definitely marked by loss.
That’s it folks! That was high school.
Next time on Show & Tell Tuesdays, we’re sharing where we were on 9/11.
And to see posts from the past…
(I was in China for the first two, so I wasn’t able to participate.)
Since yesterday, I announced the winner of my $500 Visa Gift Card Giveaway and my 100th Bar Recipe, today, we’re doing Meal Planning
Click here to see my meals for the week.
Happy Tuesday friends!!