so, yesterday i registered on classmates.com for the first time. i immediately regretted it, because i honestly fear anyone from school contacting me, even after all this time. i don't know what i am actually AFRAID of, except for those few people that i KNOW would still be an a-hole to me, even after 15 years. man, i HATED school. i hated most of the people in my school. i couldn't WAIT to get out of there. when i graduated, they called my name, i grabbed my diploma, and i walked right out and walked home. i got in a huge fight with my mom that day, because i so desperately did not want to go. i was SO DONE. but, i had family that, like, flew in from chicago for my graduation, so i was totally going. i gritted my teeth and trudged through it.
but i digress. i decided that classmates.com was nothing to be afraid of, dammit, so i registered. i laughed so bad when i saw the people's names! crazy! i have hardly seen anyone i graduated with in all this time, and it was just a trip. i really should scan some of the pages of my yearbook sometime. i defaced 75% of everyone in my class and put horrible obscene captions by their faces.
towards the end of my senior year, the class made some video where this big mean popular guy went around and interviewed everyone, asking them what they liked best about high school, and what they liked least. i was the last person they approached to do it. i gave one-word answers to the questions: i said "nothing" when asked what i liked best about school, and "everything" to what i liked least. they showed the video at the prom, apparently. i wouldn't know, because i didn't go.
anyway, the classmates.com thing and all this hipster talk has got me thinking about school, and the "hipsters" that attended my school. there was this group of Alterna-whores, as i called them, who totally hated me. they thought that i was the biggest poseur on earth. why, i don't know, because i wasn't trying to look like them, or infiltrate their little circle, or anything like that. i never, EVER even spoke to them. not once. but they thought i sucked. and they all thought they were
sooooooo cool. they wore all black and all loved depeche mode. every one of 'em. um, YEAH, i can see why that made them SO AMAZING. wasn't that like everyone on EARTH in the late 80's-early 90's? meh.
this one teacher actually pulled me aside one day and asked me what i was trying to prove with the way that i looked. she said if i were her daughter, she wouldn't let me leave the house looking like that. i'll never forget that, i was so pissed! i even remember what i was wearing (well, of course i do. i am a woman and i remember what i was wearing for everything that ever happened to me, ever): it was a black mod wool mini-dress that was my mom's in the 60's, a pair of ripped-up red tights with a pair of black ripped-up tights on top of them, and combat boots. fool! she clearly didn't understand fashion!!!
looking back, i had like THE BEST lunch table in the whole wide world. it consisted of me, a pregnant junior, a chick who would periodically save up her lithium and then take them all at once, some guy whose name i can't even remember, but he was totally funny, and this chick jen whom i became really good friends with, but then she went all psycho on me after we graduated. girls are like that sometimes. i think it involved her sneaking out to go to a ramones show that she wasn't allowed to attend, but i convinced her to go, and she ended up denting her dad's car. oops.
but the star of my lunch table was ralph the janitor. ralph loved us, and we loved him. he used to lean up against the wall with his broom, and we'd shoot the breeze with him. he was sarcastic and funny and twisted in a great way. and he had great taste in music. but EWWWWWW, the Alterna-whores (and probably everybody else) thought we were such a-holes to actually ASSOCIATE with the JANITOR!!! awwww, ralph. :)
there was also a "senior roast" at the end of the year, where they would put everyone's picture up on a big screen and mr. nygard, the choral instructor, who always liked me (yes, i was in chorus and glee club, what's it to ya?!?!?), would spout out a blurb about each student. of course, i didn't go. but i was told the next day that, when coming upon my photo, good 'ol mr, nygard said, "ahhhh. stefanie is in style wherever she goes." awwww. :)
i am thankful for my loved ones. i am thankful for a warm bed and a place to live. i am thankful for coffee (that is, good coffee). i am thankful for heineken. i am thankful for sesame chicken. i am thankful for classroom scare films. i am thankful for gertie, my pretty kitty. i am thankful for "on demand," so i can watch "six feet under" for 8 hours straight if i want to. i am thankful for bob dylan and johnny cash and the white stripes. i am thankful when i can get "buy one, get one free" cigarettes. i am thankful for "mr. show" and "kids in the hall." i am thankful for "the simpsons" and "family guy." i am thankful for the cool scarves that my mom kits for me. i am thankful for the useless information and silly things to laugh at on the internets.
holy crap, some dude is getting arrested in the parking lot where i work, right now, as we speak! handcuffed and everything. we all took a peek outside just to confirm that it wasn't someone we work with. ahhhhhh, gotta love it!!
saw "walk the line" over the weekend. and it was really good. i cried a little bit at the beginning and the end, but not all the way through like i thought i would. there was one scene that i was crying a lot, though, after he kicked the drugs and was lying in his bed talking to june, saying that it should have been him that died, not his brother. his brother was so good, and johnny felt he just always messed up. ahhhhh, i LOVE johnny cash, deeply. i always get a little misty whenever i see anything on tv ever since he died. but in general i did okay in the Crying Hysterically At Movies Department. joaquin phoenix did an outstanding job, as did reese witherspoon. i was a bit worried about reese before i saw it, but she was great. maybe not as great as she was in "election," but great nonetheless. the movie also featured an abundance of so many amazing sweaters!! all the girls were wearing these awesome little cardigans with beads and flowers and embroidery, i wanted to own every one of them!! lots of bitchin' cats-eye glasses as well.
and they were only $10! mondo loves a bargain! this is big news, as both of my old pairs of chucks were falling apart.
