After I told God yes, I was filled with an exuberant amount of joy. I soon found out that it wasn't easy telling people what I wanted to do with my life, and that a lot of people wouldn't support me. My classmates thought I was going to be a nun, and started calling me "Sister Randi". I became a girl who was almost untouchable...guys liked me but wouldn't date me because I was a hardcore Catholic.
I kind of wrote off guys for the rest of high school after James, but I still had crushes on almost all my guy friends haha. Playing it cool didn't really work out for me. I usually ended up with a broken heart and I just had to suck it up. They didn't know I liked them, so I had to get over myself. It's kind of crushing when you're crushing...
Senior year rolled around and I just couldn't wait to get out of school. I felt like I was more grown up than my classmates, as I had aged quicker physically and emotionally. I was mature for my age spiritually too, but I still had a lot of growing to do. I had a lot of contact with Franciscan University and even went up for a campus visit, which was cut short because my step-dad was being selfish and said I had to leave. So I never got a tour or to meet with anyone about what I needed to do.
Then one of the biggest things of my life started to happen. Senior prom rolled around and I found myself with no date, going stag with my friend Denise. The Wednesday before prom I came into school a period early, as I had late arrival due to my senior status, to talk to one of my teachers. She wasn't in her room, and I quickly went in to study hall to finish up some math homework. I sat down at a table and one of my guy friends Mat came over to sit with me. Of course, our conversation gravitated to prom. He asked me why I hadn't asked Donnie, a guy I went to church with who was 2 years younger than me. I just hadn't thought about it honestly, but someone else had asked me the same thing though. And then he revealed that Donnie liked me! But I was too proper to ask Donnie 3 days before prom. I felt like it was rude.
I couldn't just leave it at that though! Someone liked me and that meant I should try to make him my boyfriend. That's logical enough, right? I never really thought about if I really liked him back to be honest. So after prom, I made my mission to write him a note and ask him if he would go out with me. It's about as gutsy as I could get. I didn't have any classes with him, but saw him during my lunch period. My other friends from church were really jazzed about the whole thing and made a big deal about it all. But before two days were up, I had my answer: He said yes! So two days before I was finished with high school forever, I starting dating Donnie. I can't even imagine what it would have been like dating him in school...probably awkward as hell!
Things weren't really working out the way I had planned for college though. I had come to terms that I wouldn't be able to afford to go to Franciscan University after I lost a $10,000 scholarship because my dad didn't want to switch tax stuff for a year. I graduated #19 in my class of 199. I had always been relatively quiet, but when they announced our class, I looked up at my family and screamed. I was glad to be done and proud I had made it. It was nice to have a moment for myself. I was upset though, because I didn't want to go to Miami University. It was the last place I wanted to be. I was determined to transfer if I could.
Donnie was playing with the band at graduation. Yes I was with a band geek, but trumpet players are known to be good kissers. So began our summer love affair, and things seemed to go quickly after that, but it wasn't just for the summer. This was the first real relationship I had ever been in and just like being a first driver, there were a lot of bumps and unintended detours.
I kind of wrote off guys for the rest of high school after James, but I still had crushes on almost all my guy friends haha. Playing it cool didn't really work out for me. I usually ended up with a broken heart and I just had to suck it up. They didn't know I liked them, so I had to get over myself. It's kind of crushing when you're crushing...
Senior year rolled around and I just couldn't wait to get out of school. I felt like I was more grown up than my classmates, as I had aged quicker physically and emotionally. I was mature for my age spiritually too, but I still had a lot of growing to do. I had a lot of contact with Franciscan University and even went up for a campus visit, which was cut short because my step-dad was being selfish and said I had to leave. So I never got a tour or to meet with anyone about what I needed to do.
Then one of the biggest things of my life started to happen. Senior prom rolled around and I found myself with no date, going stag with my friend Denise. The Wednesday before prom I came into school a period early, as I had late arrival due to my senior status, to talk to one of my teachers. She wasn't in her room, and I quickly went in to study hall to finish up some math homework. I sat down at a table and one of my guy friends Mat came over to sit with me. Of course, our conversation gravitated to prom. He asked me why I hadn't asked Donnie, a guy I went to church with who was 2 years younger than me. I just hadn't thought about it honestly, but someone else had asked me the same thing though. And then he revealed that Donnie liked me! But I was too proper to ask Donnie 3 days before prom. I felt like it was rude.
I couldn't just leave it at that though! Someone liked me and that meant I should try to make him my boyfriend. That's logical enough, right? I never really thought about if I really liked him back to be honest. So after prom, I made my mission to write him a note and ask him if he would go out with me. It's about as gutsy as I could get. I didn't have any classes with him, but saw him during my lunch period. My other friends from church were really jazzed about the whole thing and made a big deal about it all. But before two days were up, I had my answer: He said yes! So two days before I was finished with high school forever, I starting dating Donnie. I can't even imagine what it would have been like dating him in school...probably awkward as hell!
Things weren't really working out the way I had planned for college though. I had come to terms that I wouldn't be able to afford to go to Franciscan University after I lost a $10,000 scholarship because my dad didn't want to switch tax stuff for a year. I graduated #19 in my class of 199. I had always been relatively quiet, but when they announced our class, I looked up at my family and screamed. I was glad to be done and proud I had made it. It was nice to have a moment for myself. I was upset though, because I didn't want to go to Miami University. It was the last place I wanted to be. I was determined to transfer if I could.
Donnie was playing with the band at graduation. Yes I was with a band geek, but trumpet players are known to be good kissers. So began our summer love affair, and things seemed to go quickly after that, but it wasn't just for the summer. This was the first real relationship I had ever been in and just like being a first driver, there were a lot of bumps and unintended detours.
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