tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341936379982803463.post9194824127970285615..comments2024-02-16T02:33:26.141-08:00Comments on Rebecca Knight: Writer In Progress: Memory Lane: It Sucks to be Young!Rebecca Knighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15214077952378770753noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341936379982803463.post-90518270014957693972010-03-27T09:31:56.173-07:002010-03-27T09:31:56.173-07:00The worst part about high school, besides the bull...The worst part about high school, besides the bullies, was getting to college and realizing that everything you learned in high school could have been taught in three semesters. Confirming that they were wasting a lot of our time.Latasha Ewellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03716162435935188617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341936379982803463.post-59611131532000279432010-03-26T08:30:23.500-07:002010-03-26T08:30:23.500-07:00I love this list!
No. 2 is right on. It didn'...I love this list! <br /><br />No. 2 is right on. It didn't matter how small your flaw was, the jerks in school made it seem like it was 100 times more noticeable than it really was.<br /><br />Also, I can remember begging my mother to buy me a leather coat because they were cool and I was the only kid in school (at least it seemed that way) that didn't have one. <br /><br />At the end of my senior year, she finally broke down and bought one for me. It's been nearly 20 years, and that sucker is still hanging in my closet. :-)Kathryn Hupp-Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03776391661543060879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341936379982803463.post-20618874945183537842010-03-25T21:31:56.757-07:002010-03-25T21:31:56.757-07:00I'd definitely say the no car thing is the wor...I'd definitely say the no car thing is the worst. Being dependent on parents to drive you around was awful.Katiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06851403823244758904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341936379982803463.post-27087176335558218742010-03-25T20:19:05.368-07:002010-03-25T20:19:05.368-07:00Well, my step mom was a nazi b**ch so I couldn'...Well, my step mom was a nazi b**ch so I couldn't wait to get out of the house. I had a job at 12 (yes, 12) cleaning hotel rooms. I've had a job consistently since then. At the time I was saving for a car, which I bought at 16. I moved out 2 days after my 18th birthday because I COULD. I rarely pine for the old days. I'm more of a kid now than I ever was when I was supposed to me immature and carefree.Christi Goddardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08590491851753709622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341936379982803463.post-6934681023945582162010-03-25T19:52:43.555-07:002010-03-25T19:52:43.555-07:00You pretty much covered it all. :)You pretty much covered it all. :)Stinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11415189347501942340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341936379982803463.post-23296521649864464462010-03-25T19:31:20.735-07:002010-03-25T19:31:20.735-07:00Asthma
Shoveling snow
bullies
virginityAsthma<br />Shoveling snow<br />bullies<br />virginityAndrew Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09215333688753781447noreply@blogger.com