TMI Tuesday #143: School Days Edition

1. What were you known as in HS (Jock, Princess, Geek): GASD didn’t really have a lot of different groups. I’d say I was a floater. I had friends from each group, I had the Wood Shop/Gear head/grease monkey friends, a few friends from the “popular kids” group, a few friends from the jocks, some from the dorks, some from pretty much each category, even the Galeton-only group known as the Pig turds lol. I wasn’t so much of a chameleon because I didn’t fit into lots of groups, but had friends from lots of groups.
2. What were you really?: Um… didn’t I answer that?
3. If you could go back and tell your 16 year old self one thing, what would it be?: Get out of Galeton!! Never come back!!
4. If you could erase one moment from your school days what would it be?: Lets see…. there was the opened fly incident… boxers have flaps in the front, some have buttons to close those flaps some don’t, the ones I wore didn’t. So one day I wore jeans that had something wrong with the zipper, it wouldn’t stay up. Everything was ok until gym class, after I got rechanged into my regular clothes the zipper wouldn’t stay up for more than 5 or 6 steps. So needless to say, open zipper, open boxer flap, peenor visible to all. Where’s my time eraser for that?
5. Who did you not date (or more) that you wish you did?: Oh man… I could write a list a mile long. There was Erin, Sarah… ok… thats all I can think of, but theres more I’m sure…

Bonus (as in optional): If you went to prom, describe your outfit.: I went through high school unprommed

Positive Reinforcement or Postively Unreinforced?

You know how most parents reward their kids when they do something good? Well, my parents never worked like that.

My parents made sure that I knew I was a complete failure. They never exercised positive reinforcement for anything. Like the contest I won in first grade for fire safety week in which I thought outside the box. I told them about it and their reply was “Oh yeah?” and “That’s nice” it was never “Good Job” or “I’m so proud of you”.

When I brought home all A’s in elementary school and constantly made the honor roll it was never “Keep up the good work Josh” it was “Yeah, I saw that.”

Then, during my senior year in high school, I was about to fail and have to take the entire year over again I didn’t get a “You’re a smart kid, I know you can get your grades up” it was just “There’s no way you’re gonna pass this grade”

And when I did pass the grade and graduate, there was no “Oh my! You totally surprised us.” it was just “Well, you should have done that earlier in the year.”

So why did I even end up being a decent human being? If you ask my mom she’ll tell ya its all because of her. Not because of something I’ve done.

My First(ish) Girlfriend(ish)

When I was in 3rd or 4th grade the cool thing was sending girls you liked love notes. You know, the girls without cooties. So I wrote a note, some stupid, poetic note that compared the girl’s eyes to oceans. The kinda stuff that sounded good when you’re 8 or 9 but seems intensly corny nowadays. So I wrote it and the class was sitting in a 4 or 5 row semicircle for some kind of story time crapola. The girl who was supposed to get the note was two rows ahead of me, even though I tired to sit right next to her.

So I handed the note to MC (b) to give to the girl I liked, RS (b), and specifically told her to pass it forward. Buuut, she opened it and read it to herself, and since i didn’t write anyone’s name on it she thought it was for her.

She was pretty happy that I liked her, and I couldn’t hurt her feelings by telling her “No, its for her, not you!”

So MC (b) was basically my first girlfriend. We didn’t really do much because she wasn’t really the girl I liked in the first place. But it turned out good, me and my friends needed someone to pretend they were April O’Neil when we played “Ninja Turtles” during recess.