Journal Challenge Day 15: What Was High school Like For You?

   I didn't write a post yesterday, I forgot, but two of my prompts were the same so I'll just cross one of them out and pretend day 14 doesn't exist.
 I have a love/hate relationship with high school, I feel like everyone does though. "Those are the best days of your life" That's bull. The only thing I miss about high school is hanging out with friends. I don't miss the school, the teachers, the piles of homework, and I think I miss my fellow classmates least of all.
   The high school I went to was weird, it was ghetto as fuck, like it was grubby and nothing was ever restocked, we didn't have textbooks for a lot of classes that needed them and most of the teachers were trash. This sounds so negative, I'm just being real guys. Anyone who went to my school fucking knows. The thing that was so weird about it though it was as nasty as it was, it was were all the rich kids went to school (obviously the more wealthy ones went to private schools with uniforms and shit, these people were just a step down from that, not private school rich but rich enough to think their hot shit). A lot of stuck up people, boys and girls.
   I moved to Abbotsford halfway through grade six, being the new kid is not fun! Luckily it didn't take long for me to make friends. There was a weird phase before that though were everyone thought I was a vampire (Twilight had just come out) and people would invite me over for sleepovers just to see if I would sleep. I'm not even making that up, that actually happened. The first friend I made is still one of my best friends, she's a cutie pie. Her and I were inseparable in middle school, in high school not as much. We were both doing our own thing but when we got together it was like no time to had gone. It's still that way.

This is her, Brooke. :)

  The next two friends I made were guys, Dane and Michael, the three of us were the Three Amigos all throughout school and even to this day. Dane ended up being my high school sweetheart, we dated from 6th grade to half-way through 12th grade. When we ended things we weren't friends for a while, obviously as exes do that. We reconnected later on, and now we talk just about every day and we get a chance once every year to see each other in person. He has a girlfriend now and she comes with. I love her.

This is all of us around the time of my sixtieth birthday, Melissa (We'll get to her in a second) came to visit and we all got together and caused some trouble. The four of us did everything together.

   Okay, so Melissa is my best friend, I met her in 8th grade. I thought she was a weirdo at first, now I know she is. We were only friends for a year before she moved away, but we never lost contact and see each other at least once a year.

This is her, we're actually 18 in this photo and at a bar, but whatever. We don't have many high-school pictures because she moved early on at the beginning of freshman year. Also, I think this picture of us is cute. Love you girl!

Okay, so now that I have my best friends introduced I can talk about high school and you'll know what's up and whos who. Obviously, there are other friends that I made along the way, but these are my ride or dies, the ones who have continued to be in my life even after highschool. I did really good in high school, grades wise, I was always on the honor roll. Mostly A's the occasional B, I got a C in Bio 12 because, but I straight up blame my teacher. She did not know how to do her job. You can't just put on a PowerPoint while you file your nails and then give homework... wtf. I loved science too, like that was my shit. Fucking teach me Osmosis, I'm into that.  Math, not so much. I don't know what's happening. X doesn't equal shit, X is a letter. I excelled in my English classes and I took a creative writing class in grade 12 also. Why are English teachers always amazing? Mr. Taylor, and Mrs. Loskot, I still love you! Extracurricular classes were always fun. I never took a cooking class though, which I kind of regret because I still have to google how to make rice. It is what it is.

    I took classes like woodshop, guitar, photoshop, my favorite class was auto shop. There were only two girls in that class and I think we did more work then every single guy in there. I remember this one little asshole kid, named Conrad, first of all, if you want you kid to be a dick name him Conrad. Anyway, this kid gave me soooo much shit all the time, and I usually tuned him out because his one brain cell was not worth my time. One day though, he said something and I yelled at him to shut the fuck up. My teacher heard me, but instead of saying anything to me he looked at him and said: "She could teach you something considering shes got the highest grade in the class." BOOM BITCH.  Apply some aloe to that burn mother fucker. 

   I took a sewing class once too and that was really fun, it was all girls of course. I won a trophy at the end of the year for that class.

That's me and my trophy there. That's also like the only day in high school where I wore a dress.

  

   I hated gym class, until grade 12 when I took it because I wanted too not because I had too. I wanted to look bomb as shit in my prom dress. The way my school did it is they would have like 4 or 5 gym classes at the same time and it was awful. It was separated by gender, so it was kinda nice to just have an all-girl gym class but we did the warm-ups with the guys. We would play this stupid cat and mouse game where the teachers would pick the people who were 'it' and everyone else found a buddy and laid down on the floor. The 'mouse' in the situation would lay down with one of these pairs and the person on the other side would have to get up and was now 'the mouse' or they would get caught by the 'cat' and then they would be the 'cat'. It's a stupid game. So my asshole friends, Dane and Michael, and the other guys in our friend group would make sure I was either the 'cat' or the 'mouse' the whole fricken time. A few times I just gave up and said fuck it, I'm tired I don't want to. I got in trouble a lot in that gym class. I got in trouble a lot in school in general, I was a good kid, I never drank or did drugs or partied none of that. I got I trouble because I don't respect people who don't respect me and a lot of my teachers were actually trash. Just because your a teacher doesn't mean you get a free pass to be a dick. You picked this job, you went to school, did your thing, and you walk into this school every day to teach kids. If you hate it, change it. Every time I got kicked out of class, I just went home. There's no way I'm gonna plant my ass in the hallway and have everyone give me the side-eye when they walk past. I never got in trouble for doing that though, everyone just kind of ignored the fact that I left. I did it a lot though.

   I never really did any extracurricular activities, like sports teams or choir. I got offered a spot on the rugby team once, but I didn't like my classmates so Nah. Also living in a different country made it hard to do things. My mom and I would cross the border twice every day to go to work/school. For 4 years we did that. I did do musical theatre, but I'm not ballsy enough to be an actress so I was behind the scenes. I made the props and set the stage, also one year when we did the Skrek play, we had this huge dragon that the techies had to maneuver. It took at least six people to move this thing around the stage. I got the glorious job of holding up the dragon butt, the heaviest fucking part of this dragon and they were like Courtney can do that, it's not like shes the tiniest person here...I was proud though, not gonna lie. I was the best dang dragon butt there ever was. 

This is the play we did senior year, Matt (a friend of mine) and I were the only seniors and the rest was all freshman. They looked up to me for things and it was really weird. I was the person who was looking up to seniors just a year earlier. Matt is the one posing with his hand on his chin, and I'm the one second to the right, holding up a peace sign and doing something weird with my face. That year though was so fun because it was a group of goofballs and we would fuck around so much behind the scenes. We would be doing the macarena in the wings of the stages and the actors used to get so mad. You know how actors can be. We kept doing it though, and then on the last night when the techies were finally able to come out on the stage and bow, we did the macarena again for the audience. I would definitely go back for those times. 

   I didn't care much what people thought about me or how they thought looked, I would wear sweatpants, yoga pants, sweaters that were like 8 sizes to big. Keep in mind I went to school with rich kids, they thought this shit was a fashion show. It's high school, guys, chill. My hair was pretty much always in a ponytail or a bun, not a single shit was given most days. I wore slippers to school for like a year, they looked like boots, but they were definitely slippers. I wore converse to prom because I never wore heels, and I wanted to dance. I wasn't about to break my face the second I got on the floor. My mom was not in love with the idea, we even looked at heels because she did not want me wearing converse. Luckily for me, I sprained my ankle senior year and it still needed to be wrapped when prom came along so converse it was. I danced all night too, my ankle killed the next day but I didn't care. It was worth it.

  I was a bitch in high school, I know that. I'm still a  bitch now, it's fine. I had my friend group and all of us were bullied or mistreated by other people in our grade at some point. I was very protective of my friends, so anyone who wasn't really part of our group I didn't like and I didn't trust. I didn't put up with anyone's shit either like if you don't like me, don't fucking talk to me, it's that easy. I was nice to most people, I wasn't openly a bitch, I'm also not the kind of person to talk shit about people, usually. There were a few people though that I would've just punched in the face if they looked at me. They were both girls and they were all over my boyfriend all the fucking time. Even though my disgust for them was so evident they still thought we were friends. Like you're not pretty enough to be that stupid. The best part about this though was all my friends knew I'd stab a bitch with a dull pencil, but the day of Prom all my girlfriends and I were taking a picture together and my mom was taking it. My mom, of course, knew about this bitch. She came up and asked to be in this picture... Everyone looked at me, and no one said anything, for like a minute, if I was her I would've walked away. It was amazing. But me, being the person I am, and not wanting anyone to feel left out because that feeling sucks monkey balls, I said sure get in the photo. I love that photo now because it's hilarious everyone looks so fucking awkward and uncomfortable. I don't have it, and I probably wouldn't post it anyway because I don't want to single her out, that's why I'm not naming her. I have one from the same time with all my peeps in it though.

These are my people, I love them!

I feel like that sums it up; rich people, poor school, good grades, bad attitude, great memories. Highschool in a fricken nutshell right there. Thanks for reading this sassy trip down memory lane. Hope you liked it and had one of those 'Awe I miss highschool' moments before your brain was like 'Nah bitch, you don't miss that'

Have a great day.

-Courtney :)