So, friends from high school, please please don't be offended when I say I wanted to be popular. I think you know which football player I was referring to, and it was my mad crush on him that made me want him to notice me and ask me out. I think what I really wanted was for it to be Cool to be in band and take AP classes and want to do well in school. Every time I played a flute solo I secretly hoped that if I played well, and said football player happened to walk by and hear me, he'd think I was Super Cool. Yeah, silly, I know. I also harbored a secret desire to try out for cheer, because it looked fun, but I had more fun in pep band than I possibly could have had in a little skirt. Besides, think of the broken bones I would have had. Second, I promise I wasn't begging for compliments at church. I was just pointing out how silly it was that I was depending on others' opinions of my outfit to feel good about it. I liked it, and that's all that really matters! And I also promise that "so-and-so" was more of a vague idea of people I try to impress that I don't even really know. So it isn't you, any of you. And RaeAnne, I'm totally wearing the hat tomorrow to drop off Jacob for preschool. And I'm going to wear it with total confidence.
Okay, now that I've had my neurotic little rant, I'm off to eat a brownie. Ah.
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Okay, I know this is my post, but I have to make a comment about the picture. Those of you who knew me in high school (or even college, for that matter), don't you think it's funny that I'm leaning away from Johan? I wish I could remember what I was thinking. Maybe it was, "If I lean away a little, maybe he won't guess that I'm madly in love with him!" Like he didn't already know that.
It is SO cool to be in band! When I was in high school I used to hide the fact that I was in band from other kids. Lame, because band nerds are the best! Oh yeah, I have a hat that I love, but am always secretly afraid to wear it.
I remember you showing me this picture when we were roommates. It doesn't seem like it was that long ago when we used to sit around the apartment and talk and laugh and cry about all sorts of silly things. Those were some of the best memories I have from BYU. I can't believe it has been 14 years since our freshman year. Thanks for making me feel old:)
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