High School Meme

Who was your best friend?
Prairie, Cree and Benj Ross, Gypsy O’neill (though Gypsy never went to CHS), Kas Clark, Ryan Picavet, Amber and Nick Howell, Sara Abe.

What sports did you play?
I played baseball up UNTIL high school.  After that, have to go with Prairie.  Theater sports are the bomb!

What kind of car did you drive?
My beautiful, sky-blue 1984 VW Rabbit.  I remember I let Sara and Amanda borrow it one day during lunch (what the heck was I thinking!?), and they swore that the car didn’t have a reverse.  I drove Ryan’s maverick once, and slid into a ditch.  That was hella fun.

It’s Friday night, where were you at?
I did Cafe al Mundo a few times.  Otherwise, I was usually off running around, playing in the park, or cold chillin’ with my friends.  Or at play rehearsals.  Not much partying for me, back in the day.

Were you a party animal?
If I was, I think I was a party aardvark.

Were you in the “In Crowd”?
I got along well with everyone, I think.  I did run for ASB prez one time, with Kas, but we didn’t win.

Ever skip school?
I skipped PE a lot to go eat McDonald’s and play in the park.  It was right after lunch, so it was the perfect class to skip!  Junior year Kas and I skipped our running start English 101 class to … eat McDonald’s and play in the park.  Sometimes we’d eat McDonald’s and drive around, but more often than not, it was the park.

Ever smoke?
Yep.

Were you a nerd?
Were?  Am!  Wait … “Am you a nerd?”  Stupid grammar.

Did you get suspended/expelled?
No, somehow all of my teacher’s liked me.

Can you sing the Alma Mater?
Dude, I didn’t even know that we HAD an alma mater.

Who was your favorite teacher?
Mr. Holland was awesome.  I liked Mr. Fine a lot, for some reason (he called me Mr. Ferrari with an appropriate amount of ironic inflection), and Mr. Christian.

Favorite class?
English and drama.  And math.

What was your school’s full name?
Colville High School

School mascot?
Indian.  Because of the “Colville Indian Reservation” being right there, I suppose, but we really had very few native american’s in our school.

Did you go to Prom?
I went to prom my junior year and it was one of the lamest things I have ever done.  Ever.  That night sucked in every conceivable way, not the least of which someone who I didn’t even know, and who was younger than me, informing me that I was going to be a complete failure in life.

If you could go back and do it over, would you?
I dropped out a little over halfway through.  Do you actually think I would go back and do it again?  Well … maybe, but only if I got to bring a laser gun.

What do you remember most about graduation?
That I didn’t graduate.  The GED was hella easy, though.  I remember that, and that I completed it in about 1/3rd the time they say it’s supposed to take.  I think they’ve made it harder since then, though.

Favorite memory of your Senior Year?
Technically, I didn’t have one.  Moving to Port Townsend and working that year was an awesome experience in general, though.

Did you have a job your senior year?
See above.  I worked as a busser/host at the Silverwater Cafe in Port Townsend.

Who did you date?
In order?  Prairie (kinda, we never did kiss; I was way too shy), Jamie, Sara, Brooke, Amber, Heather (crazy Cheney girl!).  Good times.  (Mostly) Good memories.

Where did you go most often for lunch?
McDonald’s.  Yuck!

Have you gained weight since then?
My body type hasn’t really changed much (still average/slightly chubby), but yeah, I’ve gained about 20 lb.

What did you do after graduation?
What haven’t I done!?  Okay, well lot’s of stuff, but hey, there’s time!  If I were to mention three things: graduated from Evergreen, moved to Ohio (and back), started working in libraries.

You’ll feel fine at the library.

A library music video?

Indeed.

(warning: annoyingly catchy)

Dear Government, Please Give Me Money.

Egads!

I’ve spent four hours already today trying to work out student loan applications. It’s a process that’s involved three seperate phone calls and one call-back left on my voicemail, about six websites (with three open at any one time for referencing purposes), four different login (and registration) processes, and a lot of (probably annoying) finger tapping while I was on hold. Good thing it’s spring break this week and the library is quiet.

In any case, I have successfully (I think) navigated the maze of applying for a student loan. Been awhile since I’ve done that, and it’s a lot tougher applying to a school in another country. The really annoying part is that I can’t get my student visa until I can prove financial means to pay for school, and they’re in no hurry at all to tell me how much they’re going to give me. This will result in frayed nerves for the Ahniwa, I’m afraid.

I’m anxious about it as it is (though super excited), which probably accounts for my dream last night. I was supposed to catch a plane to Paris, but it was the day of my flight and I didn’t have a ride to the airport. Around 6:40pm (in my dream), someone said to me, “Wasn’t your flight supposed to take off at 6:00?”. Somehow, I figured if I could just make it to the airport, it wouldn’t matter if I was late, but I never did get there before I woke up. I had another weird airport dream pretty recently. Not exactly sure what’s up with that.

Cross your fingers for me. I’m more than happy to owe another $40k in loans if I get to live in Montreal for two years and get my masters degree. Especially now that so much has been leading up to it.

Feeling much better today.

I worked out what was aggravating me so much the other day, for the most part. The fear can be a sneaky ass ninja, but I’ve got rockets. All this revolution makes my stomach floppy.

Boo. Yeay? Honestly, I’m not sure.

But at least I’ve got energy again. :)

Stupid feelings.