tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post7913346930160068730..comments2023-12-23T00:39:10.078-08:00Comments on Almost Famous: The Wonder YearsLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01246546379295509018noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-62338755976084763192010-08-19T19:47:37.397-07:002010-08-19T19:47:37.397-07:00Ummm, really late. But I think I know your prom da...Ummm, really late. But I think I know your prom date! What a goob. Seriously. All the stories made do a bark/chuckle. Although, I must say I am still waiting to develop. If that happens, maybe I could be a prom queen that is unpopular.Katydidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16329040434388207877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-48484842150509841862010-07-19T18:37:30.661-07:002010-07-19T18:37:30.661-07:00I hit Puberty at about 19...really. At high schoo...I hit Puberty at about 19...really. At high school graduation I was just under 5 ft, 96 lbs and had a flat as a board chest (course my girlfriends all 'hated' me because I didn't get my monthy 'visit' until I was 18). Most embarrasing moment:<br /><br />First day of college. Dressed in my most sophistcated outfit, walk in to first class (without getting lost, thank you very much) sit down next to cute guy and he leans over to 2nd cute guy and says "what are they doing letting 12 yr olds in college now?"<br /><br />Wait it gets better!<br /><br />Slink from class to the bathroom (where else?) see two doors, look up it says 'Men' go in other door, right? Wrong, both are men's rooms connected by a small hall (I first thought it was a coed bathroom, ick) figure I am out of here and when I flee (for the 2nd time) some nice tall guy points out that a girl just came out of the Men's room. <br /><br />It is amazing I ever went back!!<br /><br />Thanks for the sharing and it is good to know we will eventually look back somewhat fondly.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13371527018787974580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-70419629279852640412010-07-10T00:39:58.862-07:002010-07-10T00:39:58.862-07:00This is an awesome post. My "date" once...This is an awesome post. My "date" once tried impressing me by showing me how far he could spit his gum in the air and catch it. He did it about 4 times until it landed in my hair. If that wasn't enough, his gentlemanly, "oh, I'll get that," ended with his fingers tangling said gum into a much larger, messy clump.....which had to be CUT OUT once I got home. (I also had to call my father to pick us up and drop my date home because my brother I PAID to drive both ways ended up forgetting about me).<br /><br />Good good times.<br /><br />Your "best phone call ever" made me snort with laughter.The Hunt Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14688316502236446394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-50864812547053397522010-07-01T07:30:58.759-07:002010-07-01T07:30:58.759-07:00Miss M, I feel your pain. I had to ask my mom sev...Miss M, I feel your pain. I had to ask my mom several times to buy me a bra, but she wouldn't because I didn't need one. I told her it's not about "needing one. . ." and now I'm the mom in denial about my kids growing up! The circle of life!Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01246546379295509018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-24703784835568755152010-07-01T06:18:10.758-07:002010-07-01T06:18:10.758-07:00#2 on this list really resonated with me. I didn&...#2 on this list really resonated with me. I didn't start to develop until the eighth grade, about 3 or 4 years after all the other girls and they teased me mercilessly about it. It didn't help that my mom refused to buy me a bra. In the end my best friend found one of her old ones and let me have it.<br /><br />They called me "Little Sara" too. :(SplendidlyImperfecthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03798649697960237749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-66036310609771917152010-06-30T21:27:22.001-07:002010-06-30T21:27:22.001-07:00At my school Prom King was just a big embarrassing...At my school Prom King was just a big embarrassing joke. Weird!kacy faulconerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09690060274994621199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-11613571619427504332010-06-30T19:40:53.291-07:002010-06-30T19:40:53.291-07:00Wow, Lisa. I was the Prom King at my school. Aweso...Wow, Lisa. I was the Prom King at my school. Awesome to make that connection!topher clarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13680856791698323760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-61284788551665397622010-06-30T16:51:32.529-07:002010-06-30T16:51:32.529-07:00Lol....thanks for sharing your stories! I found y...Lol....thanks for sharing your stories! I found your blog yesterday after reading CJane. Highschool was definitely a "memorable" time!!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-57042469581358612062010-06-30T16:39:04.561-07:002010-06-30T16:39:04.561-07:00Seriously. Who said that at prom? Let's call...Seriously. Who said that at prom? Let's call them out on it at the 20 year reunion! (and you can hold Mitch up again. . .)wendysuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06972358449380700170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-37845480900443930312010-06-30T16:36:41.088-07:002010-06-30T16:36:41.088-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.wendysuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06972358449380700170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-63981313304332207662010-06-30T15:43:31.851-07:002010-06-30T15:43:31.851-07:00"We want to dress really freaky, so we were w..."We want to dress really freaky, so we were wondering if we could borrow some of your clothes? No, we are serious!"<br /><br />High School ruled.La Yenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15044092297673361855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687046105579198192.post-83037626489518659952010-06-30T13:38:17.933-07:002010-06-30T13:38:17.933-07:00Oh yeah, nothing like high school memories to feel...Oh yeah, nothing like high school memories to feel awkward! I am so glad not to go there again!!!Pitterle Postingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02944899733768126383noreply@blogger.com