A Decade Already? Year 2003

2003:

In 2003 I was continuing my "senioritis" stint my senior year of high school. Over the past year I had become close with this one girl I had classes with. We became inseparable and taught one another some good lessons about life. I started skipping school and hanging out downtown in various Starbucks, listening to my discman (it was a Sony discman, I still have it), writing, and reading all sorts of literature I got my hands on. My hair was short & messy & I loved it!
Because of missing so much school, the school district wanted to take me to truancy court. I said they couldn't because I have straight A's, except for my math class. They checked out that statement, and sure enough they couldn't take me to truancy court.

I distinctly remember my AP English teacher from my senior year of high school. A lot of her stories, statements, and thoughts on life have stuck with me to this day. She made quite the impression. (She also told me I had the prettiest prom dress she's ever seen!)

I learned how to read tea leaves, my French teacher taught me.

I went to my prom with this kid that I liked at the time, I was deathly afraid he was going to show up at my house wearing a tux top with shorts and have his skateboard with him. Luckily, that didn't happen. My prom was okay.

I went to my high school boyfriend's prom and that was awesome. We looked so cute in my black and white dress & his baby blue vintage tux. haha! My nanny couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the picture, she thought I was lying when I told her what he wore. This night goes on my list of Funnest Nights in Life (so far). High School Boyfriend doesn't dance, he tried and it was lost of fun.

I graduated high school high on codeine because I had a strand of mono that knocked me out for a couple of weeks. While watching Brazilian t.v. a friend noticed these crazy lumps on my neck and I rushed home, freaked out, and we made a dr's appointment that told me I had a "unique strand of mono, but nothing that codeine and other meds can't fix!"

That summer I dyed my hair deep red & worked a lot. Although, I did take part in a 4th of July party that could have been taken right out of a movie. We strategically planned EVERYTHING... the mess, the clean up, everything... but then the parents came home and saw EVERYTHING. They then offered to make us all breakfast (we stayed up all night) since they realized we had complete intentions to clean up after all our hard planning to making it look like the party never happened.

This was also the summer that my nanny said, "we need to fix your face." It wasn't okay that I had some spots here and there. She ordered Proactiv for me and I've been using it off and on since. I'll never forget the moment she said that. It was like time stopped (aside from being at the red light... I still remember the intersection, what I was wearing, and what car we were in).

I was accepted into a university... and had to part from my dear friend who I became attached to in high school. I wasn't so concerned about missing my madre or anything, because I didn't go to school far from home. My friend was going to school in another state. Unfortunately, this friendship didn't last long because there were numerous lies that she had told me, she betrayed me, and it had really hurt. It was my first time experiencing something like that and it taught me how to approach friendships from there on out. I also learned a lot about myself and how I handle/look/approach friendships with people.

I became reacquainted with a girl I met at one of the high schools I went to. We're still great friends and I wouldn't know what to do with her some times. She's someone who was put in my path and I in hers & we have a special bond. I also met other kids who I'd end up hanging out with for the next four years of university and even after! I just had no idea how many goofballs I'd become friends with. We played too many pranks on our RA- he should have hated our guts, but instead he loved us. I'd love to share some stories, but you'd be here all night reading.

My hall entered a male beauty pageant and we reenacted some boy band dance & was jipped for winning. We then made all sorts of obnoxious and loud comments in the dining hall about how we should have won.

I met the only roommate I can ever have/stand. Even though we are very different in personalities, we just clicked and have remained friends since (but only lived together for the one year). Her boyfriend at the time had become a good friend of mine (and still is) and had contributed to some good pranks.


I had a third roommate that fall semester who provided much entertainment without even realizing it. This is not to poke fun at her, but she really had no idea how entertaining she was. She ended up moving out because she didn't appreciate the window being open all the time and she didn't like living with '2 white chicks'.

November of 2003 was the first time I saw & spoke to my dad since 2001. It was when I was able to tell him that I forgive him for all the horrible things he's said and done to me. I forgave him for all the abuse that I had experienced. I also told him about how much hurt I felt, how unloved I was, and how no human being should ever have to go through that. There was a lot that I had shared with him, but that's all behind now.

There's so many more pivotal/funny moments that happened, I just never expected to still recall them with the same people 7 years later. We still laugh just as hard as when it happened too. They're my favourite immature people ever. hahahaha.

I listened to the Postal Service, the Doves, the Strokes, Mirah, Sondre Lerche, Marah, Guster, Rufus Wainwright, Interpol, Goldfrapp, etc.