First Day of School

First off, let ,me say this, its funny how in middle school---for some of us it continued to high school--a large majority of us (especially girls) saw the first day of school equal to---beauty pageants across america. If you were seen with the same outfit as someone else no bueno. If your hair wasn't done in some fantastically out of the norm hairstyle, also no bueno. Many of us girls would say today, "Oh i didn't care, I never did, it never really mattered to me...blahblahblah" YOU KNOW IT DID! at some point, one first day of school in your background (you have 12 grades at least to choose from) you saw this first day as monumental, crucial, a milestone, a bridge much larger than anything San Francisco can come up with. We all did it, bought a cute new outfit, or wore your new hand-me-downs, either way you wore something special on that first day right? right.

Now, I'm old. I may have had many a shopping spree experiences in my lifetime but watching my bank account slowly decrease in size, I am now on the opposite end of the spectrum therefore I am in the process of attempting selling clothes- rather than buying new ones. Or when someone wants to get rid of their old stuff I'm the first one to say hey i'll take it! As for hairstyles- I forgot to bring anything with the secondary word in it's name being 'iron' in it with me to provo. Therefore you can see how important that is to me. All I gots is a hair dryer and a brush. I debated bringing makeup or not- because frankly its a pain if ya ask me. Fun when ya have the time but really kindof a pain. If i buy any new clothes though- its usually from wal-mart, and/or D.I. Anything I have that fits under the name-brand category is either from highschool, middle school, the clearance section, or from someone who didn't want it.

Today, I tried a little harder, I did wear some makeup, my hair was kinda gross but i wore a hat to try and cover that up. But it just hit me this morning how different my perspective of the 'first day of school' is now compared to what it used to be. What comes next in this lovely post is a compilation of myfirst day of school events---a few reasons why people still have nightmares about the first day of school when they're 85 years old.

I didn't wanna go to school today AT ALL. I left an hour early before my class and I STILL had to park in the parking lot that is ridiculously far away from any of the buildings. If that had happened at Dixie State at LEAST I would have been able to walk there on mostly a flat surface, and at least i wouldn't have frozen my toosh off. Ya know what is sad? I slipped on the steps coming out of the Institute building. If Charlee hadn't been standin next to me I would have been sitting on my frozen toosh. (Thanks mom and dad for giving me the middle name of grace, ya tried.)(i really do love my middle name cuz im named after my awesome grandma however it just seems a tad ironic at certain times in my life) Ya know what is sadder about this particular experience? There is NO ICE ON THE STEPS it hasn't snowed since i've been up here (knocking on wood) and yet i still find a way to slip on them WHAT AM I GONNA DO WHEN THERE IS ICE? There is however loads of snow every freakin where you turn! it doesn't melt up here folks! it just sits there...blocking precious parking spaces so that even my little car cannot pull in there and must pull a frickin mile more down the road.

My new pajama outfit--full out socks, sweatshirt, and sweatpants (try not to wear capris even if they are of heavy material your calves will still suffer.) I do not know how my other siblings have lived through this. They grew up in Sunny St George area how did they brave the cold? Is it because they eased into it gradually? possibly. Is it because they are tougher? possibly. All I knows is this- I hate the cold. Before this time (that has not even reached one week) I thought that maybe it'd be okay and with the proper winter attire I would be okay. False. Its still cold. I miss the sun. I really miss the sun. So in honor of Thumbelina, I use her words to sum up the feelings of my life right now. There actually is a whole lot more meaning to this song then ya might think.

Once there was the sun,

Bright and warm, and wonderful

Shining like the love within my heart

Now there's no more sun

Winter has killed everything

Even though its dark December

I'll remember sun

bottom line: folks, i'm cold.