tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post6266606856055112676..comments2023-11-05T05:36:16.541-06:00Comments on April Showers: If I could go back....Aprilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01683295973318482442noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-12600544812361928422008-06-26T13:00:00.000-05:002008-06-26T13:00:00.000-05:00You made me laugh today! And, I can say that if I...You made me laugh today! And, I can say that if I had a list of do-overs, some of them would be the same as yours. Hindsight is 20/20, ins't it?! And my daughters wonder why I preach what I do...if they could see just a small glimps of what a follower (not to mention partier) I was in high school, they'd kick me.Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10282795765966618930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-76040869909012824202008-06-26T11:24:00.000-05:002008-06-26T11:24:00.000-05:00I may be weird, but over all, I'm pretty happy wit...I may be weird, but over all, I'm pretty happy with old high school me. The only thing I probably would have done differently is to make more of an effort to get to know my classmates in my own year. All my friends seemed to be ahead of or behind me in school.Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16689649366003513145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-12683645199297221512008-06-26T07:36:00.000-05:002008-06-26T07:36:00.000-05:00April we really need to see those cheerleader phot...April we really need to see those cheerleader photos. Git on it woman!<BR/><BR/>I think you were gutsy all along, taking the van and driving without permission. The McDonald's story just shows how you've learned to channel it for the good.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-13287890636329675352008-06-25T22:57:00.000-05:002008-06-25T22:57:00.000-05:00Rechelle, That miniskirt was adorable and part of ...Rechelle, <BR/>That miniskirt was adorable and part of a sailor suit. It was also longer than my cheerleading skirt! Man, was I ticked that day.Aprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01683295973318482442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-29918646666472536222008-06-25T20:50:00.000-05:002008-06-25T20:50:00.000-05:00I loved high school and wouldn't change anything. ...I loved high school and wouldn't change anything. Ok, maybe I would, but nothing big. It's the years after high school that could use a do-over. I'm still in shock that you drove while in 8th grade! (I'm almost proud of your bravery.) Your parents, however, must have had a fit.jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05925212233815659494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-46937886478731821732008-06-25T18:15:00.000-05:002008-06-25T18:15:00.000-05:00I am unable to comment because I am having a heart...I am unable to comment because I am having a heart attack. What about the day you got kicked out of school for wearing that mini skirt? I guess you don't regret that???Rechellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00275733611928121275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-70138225783363516672008-06-25T18:02:00.000-05:002008-06-25T18:02:00.000-05:00I admire your moxy taking the van and getting in t...I admire your moxy taking the van and getting in the ditch, that took guts. I don't even like to think about highschool. You got it right on studying I should've been a doctor.Karen Deborahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05892103639142471595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-35464874982432292842008-06-25T12:45:00.000-05:002008-06-25T12:45:00.000-05:00Me too. I was freakishly tall, 5'10" and in drill...Me too. I was freakishly tall, 5'10" and in drill team. I didn't have enough guts to go against the grain and play sports. So wish I had.Leahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17003051013369181202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-82859112937936545752008-06-25T07:58:00.000-05:002008-06-25T07:58:00.000-05:00I, on the other hand, had no desire to drive and d...I, on the other hand, had no desire to drive and didn't get a license until after my freshman year at college.<BR/><BR/>But I lived in a city ad could get anywhere I wanted by bus, subway, tram or taxi. <BR/><BR/>And the driving age was 18 there and I was 17 1/2 when I graduated high school. But even after a yaear in Lincoln I still didn't want to drive....Cynthiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13603469382689054493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18817460.post-62561790381466771682008-06-25T07:33:00.000-05:002008-06-25T07:33:00.000-05:00No do overs on life. I could say I wouldn't have ...No do overs on life. I could say I wouldn't have dated the one other boy I dated besides my husband (back before he was my husband of course), but I learned a lot from that. Sure, I made mistakes. Sure, he was a total jerk. It could have been worse. I think I came away from that wiser and a little bolder and more confident. Wouldn't it be nice if we could just learn all our lessons the easy way though? Oh well. No time for regrets.Jennihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08483309441288822407noreply@blogger.com