So this is a joke my oldest son came home and told me, and before I begin it, I would like to say that I do not mean to offend anyone, this is simply a joke that I thought was funny as well as all of the 3rd grade class.
So a chinese man comes to america not knowing a single bit of english, and decides that he will learn it by watching commercials on tv. The first commercial he watches is all about me me me, the next one is about forks and knives, the third commerical is about lollipops and gum drops, and the last commerical is by Glade, and is the plug it in commerical.
Shortly after finishing the commerical's the police arrive at the man's door, and show him a picture of a child and ask if he knows who killed the child to which the man replies "ME ME ME", the cops then ask how did he kill the child to which he replies "Forks and Knives, Forks and Knives", the cops then ask him what he thinks he deserves for killing the child to which the man replies "Lollipops and gum drops, lollipops and gum drops", then the cops tell the man, you know we will put you in the electric chair for this crime, to which he replies "Plug it in, Plug it in"
hahahaha, again I don't mean to offend anyone by this, I am in no way trying to promote stereotypes, or saying it's fine to kill anyone as long as it's funny afterwards, it's simply a joke nothing more.
Willow Monroe
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Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
BOWLING!!! and the other
This past Sunday my family and I went bowling. Not a big deal right, well sure to some it may not be, but to me it was a big deal for a couple of reasons. 1. My family and I had never been bowling together and 2. The last time I went bowling I didn't bowl, it was for anger managment therapy which I got kicked out of (No don't feel like this is the time to go into that story so I'll save it for another time), nonetheless I hated bowling with a bunch of people that I didn't like, the only fun thing that happened was when the bowling ball got stuck and the idiot walked out onto the freshly waxed floor and busted their ass, yeah that was funny I laughed lol. So anyways my family and I went bowling, ok, I have 3 boys and a fiance' boys ages 7-9 years old, great I know. So here we are getting ready in the car arriving there, and then the lady says, what size shoes? We didn't know, so we had to try on shoes for a few minutes, we get our shoes and then we got to find a bowling ball. Many of you don't know me personally so you wouldn't know that I am a small person, by small I mean only 4 foot 10 inches tall and have small hands and feet. I can wear my two oldest boys shoes and some of the oldest one's clothes, he's just a couple of inches shorter than me lol. So apparently they have special balls for kids, so of course the lady says to the boys, here come get these balls they are lighter. So they go get 3 cool awesomely colored neon orange balls. So I asked my oldest to go get me a pink one if they have one, because the adult balls were way too heavy. So he does, and I was sooo excited. I had the best ball and so I told all them (the boys and my fiance') I'm gonna win this game, I got my lucky ball now lol. They laugh so do I, because they knew I had never bowled a day in my life. So here we are bowling, and the lady tells us that if the pink pin comes in front and we make a strike we will get a free game. So sure enough my 7 year old's turn is up and bam pink pin, so what does my baby do, he does the smart thing, he asks my fiance' if he can do the bowl for him. Of course, he says yes, and we get another Free GAME!!!! My baby was so excited as was the other two and then I found myself even getting excited about having won the free game. So we play our game taking pictures here and there, and finally the game is done, and guess what??? I WON!!!! Yes I did win, I had a score of 102 (which may not be a lot, but it was enough to win lol) followed by my fiance who scored a 97, then our middle child who scored 79, then our oldest who scored a 78 and then our youngest who scored 39. We were all excited and we can't wait to go back and do it again.
Now fast foward to Monday Labor day, we were driving to get my youngest son's medicine from Walmart before it closed, and what happens. We almost WRECK!!! I don't mean we almost got rear ended, or ran into someone else, I mean a lady who we see down the road a bit at a stop sign (our lane has no stop sign) we see her stopped, I see her look I think she sees us coming. Apparently we were in her blind spot because as we got close she pulls out, we swerve going up on two wheels (yes we almost flipped the truck avoiding this accident, I have a problem getting into wrecks but a bigger problem when my children are in the car) but this lady only stops after we are on two wheels then she brakes. I am panicking, my fiance' is mad as hell, the kids are froze and I'm looking at this lady and she is completely terrified. So of course I make sure my kids are fine, and then tell my fiance' to go check on the lady, (I know we didn't hit cars but I think it's only right to make sure people are okay even after a near miss), and my fiance' is like WHAT, she almost hit us are you serious, and I was like "fine, I'll go check on her, even though I'm not the on with EMT training" (my fiance' is/was an EMT, his trucking job pays better so he's staying with it for the time being), anyway I get out the truck and he's like ok fine, and he gets out, and we go ask if she's ok and she says she's just shaken up but will be ok, we leave and then my fiance' tells me "You know, you are only suppose to do that after you hit cars, we didn't hit so we didn't have to do that", to which I reply "I know, but if that lady would had died from a heart attack after almost being in an accident and we drove away I would feel terrible, so regardless rather you hit or not I feel you should make sure the other party is ok". He laughs, but said it made sense so that happened labor day. And then Today (which now it later so yesterday, Tuesday) we go get the kids from school, and it's been raining here all day and we almost get hit by another car in the same way it's crazy lol.
And another thing, I have been asked in a few different email's if the reason I keep mentioning looking for another house is because I'm afraid my house is haunted, and fear ghost and I would like to answer that for everyone. I am not looking for a new house because I am afraid my current residence is haunted, nor do I fear ghost, I actually find them interesting and enjoy the paranormal very much. I am looking for another house, because the one we currently reside in, is having roof issues, by that I mean when it rains like it has been it pours into our house, well into one of the closets, and into our laundry room, and into my oldest kid's room, so I am wanting a new place to live because I'm tired of waking up with soaked floors and having to walk through dripping roofs, and the fact that it's starting to create black mold in one of the walls scares me so I want to find a safer environment to raise my kids in and for myself. So now you all know lol.
Let me know about your Labor day and any things that have happened with you. If you have kids I would recommend you take them bowling if you don't go anyways it's actually pretty fun, if you go and it's boring just take me and you'll see it's very fun lol. I would not recommend one to go bowling for anger management therapy it will only piss you off more, or at least that was my experience lol. Thank you all for reading and keeping me on my toes lol. If any of you have any more questions you would like to ask me feel free to do so either here or email me and I may just post them here lol the email is willowrmonroe@gmail.com
Willow Monroe
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Now fast foward to Monday Labor day, we were driving to get my youngest son's medicine from Walmart before it closed, and what happens. We almost WRECK!!! I don't mean we almost got rear ended, or ran into someone else, I mean a lady who we see down the road a bit at a stop sign (our lane has no stop sign) we see her stopped, I see her look I think she sees us coming. Apparently we were in her blind spot because as we got close she pulls out, we swerve going up on two wheels (yes we almost flipped the truck avoiding this accident, I have a problem getting into wrecks but a bigger problem when my children are in the car) but this lady only stops after we are on two wheels then she brakes. I am panicking, my fiance' is mad as hell, the kids are froze and I'm looking at this lady and she is completely terrified. So of course I make sure my kids are fine, and then tell my fiance' to go check on the lady, (I know we didn't hit cars but I think it's only right to make sure people are okay even after a near miss), and my fiance' is like WHAT, she almost hit us are you serious, and I was like "fine, I'll go check on her, even though I'm not the on with EMT training" (my fiance' is/was an EMT, his trucking job pays better so he's staying with it for the time being), anyway I get out the truck and he's like ok fine, and he gets out, and we go ask if she's ok and she says she's just shaken up but will be ok, we leave and then my fiance' tells me "You know, you are only suppose to do that after you hit cars, we didn't hit so we didn't have to do that", to which I reply "I know, but if that lady would had died from a heart attack after almost being in an accident and we drove away I would feel terrible, so regardless rather you hit or not I feel you should make sure the other party is ok". He laughs, but said it made sense so that happened labor day. And then Today (which now it later so yesterday, Tuesday) we go get the kids from school, and it's been raining here all day and we almost get hit by another car in the same way it's crazy lol.
And another thing, I have been asked in a few different email's if the reason I keep mentioning looking for another house is because I'm afraid my house is haunted, and fear ghost and I would like to answer that for everyone. I am not looking for a new house because I am afraid my current residence is haunted, nor do I fear ghost, I actually find them interesting and enjoy the paranormal very much. I am looking for another house, because the one we currently reside in, is having roof issues, by that I mean when it rains like it has been it pours into our house, well into one of the closets, and into our laundry room, and into my oldest kid's room, so I am wanting a new place to live because I'm tired of waking up with soaked floors and having to walk through dripping roofs, and the fact that it's starting to create black mold in one of the walls scares me so I want to find a safer environment to raise my kids in and for myself. So now you all know lol.
Let me know about your Labor day and any things that have happened with you. If you have kids I would recommend you take them bowling if you don't go anyways it's actually pretty fun, if you go and it's boring just take me and you'll see it's very fun lol. I would not recommend one to go bowling for anger management therapy it will only piss you off more, or at least that was my experience lol. Thank you all for reading and keeping me on my toes lol. If any of you have any more questions you would like to ask me feel free to do so either here or email me and I may just post them here lol the email is willowrmonroe@gmail.com
Willow Monroe
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Thursday, September 2, 2010
Have you found Jesus
Today, some church people came by, you know the ones who come by knocking and asking if you've found Jesus, and inviting you to attend their church, and badgering you for refusing, and telling you not doing so will send you to hell. Yeah those people came by today, so I answered the door, and they ask me the grand question "Have you found Jesus", and here was my reply, and no I'm not kidding. "Yes, and no you can't see him, I'm holding him hostage in my attic until we can all get along, and he's on a diet of bread and water, because I do not allow alcohol in my home". Well some of the people laughed, but this one lady she didn't she seemed quiet miffed about it, so she starts to ask me something and I rudely interrupt her, and say "Don't worry, I'll tell him you came by to see him", and I walked back in and closed the door. Now while I don't think this was the best approach to my situation, I have had a rather trying day, and the fact that I think it's rather rude for people to try to push their religious beliefs on others is more so why the reason I did it. No I don't regret it, nor do I think I'm going to hell for having a laugh. On another note, school today was so long seeming, we did a lot of role playing, one person was pretending to be the patient, the other was pretending to be the interviewer. Today I learned, that I have a "built in" way to reflect to others. That is, "reflection" comes easy to me, it's something normal like tying a shoe, or combing your hair, according to my professor they are suppose to teach that skill later on in class, and that it's quiet difficult to learn for many. So I'm glad I already know how to do that, and I don't know how it could be hard but oh well. Also today I was up getting ready for school when all the sudden I walked into my other closet, right into water, yes the rain here has leaked through my roof, down my walls, in my carpet floors, on my robo cages (for those of you who don't know what a robo is, it's the smallest hamster in the world, I have two, thumbalina, and tom thumb). Tons of my clothes drenched, boxes with things for our move was drenched. I had myself a little come about like that of a child with stomping and cursing I wasn't happy to say the least. But now I am fine, just tired. So this is all for this post, I plan to do a few more posts soon that you can keep an eye out for, they will be dealing with a few different things like "Is it ok to write the victim of a crime's family, even if you didn't commit the crime", I'll elaborate on that topic more when I write it up, which hopefully will be sooner than later. Also "If you think your friend's death could have been avoided, and don't know how to tell the family, what would you do", again I will elaborate more so on this topic too when I write about it. I am glad many of you read and reply to my postings, I'm glad to share bits and pieces of my life with you all. As usual feel free to leave comments, messages, or send me emails if you want to ask anything, or disagree with me.
Willow Monroe
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Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Talking ATM
Today I went to the vision bank ATM; I’ve never used it before but heard the fees were cheaper than the other bank’s here. So I go to it, slide the card, and then I hear a voice, you ever seen the movie Resident Evil, any of them, you know the little girl Angela Ashford that pops up and says creepy things to the groups as they walk through the hive. Yeah, her voice, it was her voice saying “Hello, thank you for choosing vision bank, please enter your pin.” I’ve never been to a talking ATM, I always go to the boring one’s I guess it just sits there, and gives you money when you slide your card. So I do as she says, I enter my pin number, and then she says to me “please wait while your transaction is processing”, creepy voice, I’m thinking to myself “did you drink too much caffeine today, are you hallucinating”, so of course I ask the kids in the back seat, “do ya’ll hear that voice”, and they’re all “yeah, she sounds like the girl from resident evil, make her say something else mama”, and she does, it spits out my money, and she says “Thank you again for using Vision Bank, Goodbye”. It was crazy, but it sold me on the idea, I’m going to go to the talking ATM from now on, not because of fee’s they are the same as my previous bank, but because it talks. It’s kind of like the gecko on TV, the rates may not be better but not all insurance places have a talking gecko either lol. Is this something new, have you been to a talking ATM what did it sound like, did it sell you on the idea of using them, and if you haven’t would you use a different service if it had a cute little talking gecko, or even a talking ATM?
Willow Monroe
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Bugging Out
As promised I would tell all of my “happenings” to make up for my recent absence. Before I begin, let me state a few facts about myself
I hate bugs, plain and simple, I hate them can’t stand don’t want to be around them hate them
I hate spiders, snakes, scorpions, oh and the gecko, not the cute on TV but real ones, which is a story for another time. I also dislike birds of any type, they have beaks they can peck and they dislike me as much as I dislike them, and yes a duck counts as a bird and I’ve had them chase me before and it was not fun, at least not at the time now I can laugh about it lol.
I don’t like snails, slugs, rats, or anything that is remotely slimy, or has a chance of eating its way through a box. There are other things that I dislike but here are just the top few I guess you could say.
So now for my “happening” the other day, it was on Friday I think but not positive, we were going to the wal-mart to get some groceries. My fiancé in the driver seat, me in the middle seat, his work junk riding shotgun, and the kids in the back seat. Music up and windows down, eating sno cones having a jolly time, and what to my horrific surprise do I see, this thing, this big giant bug thing, with what appears to be stingers on its tail, and it’s on me. Of course I scream and knock it off, I quickly remove my seat belt, and am squatting in the seat, both feet in the seat, my fiancé trying to control the car, me trying to climb out while it’s still in motion, all while still screaming AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IT’S A BUG, IT’S A BIG BUG!!!!!!!!!!!! Sno cone is everywhere, the truck comes to a stop, the kids are panicking because mom’s screaming about a bug, (my children are like me, they can’t stand bugs), my fiancé trying to calm me down, begins to move his junk in the seat next to my feet, what to my horror again do I see, the big giant bug, I jump over the seat, am now sitting in my son’s lap with my feet up in the air, screaming about the bug. I help myself up and perch in between the seats themselves, so I’m literally on the top half of the seats in our truck. I’m ask my fiancé in a panicked voice “Did you kill it”, in which he replies “No, and I don’t know where it went.” I lose it again, I have myself a little come apart right there in the middle of the seat, then I hear the kids start screaming “WE SEE IT, AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH IT’S BACK HERE” I do the most rationale thing, I jump over the seat, open the door jump out of the car, open the back door, grab my kids, and let my fiancé fend for himself, wielding only a shoe to fight the bug. I’ve stopped screaming, the kids have stopped screaming and we are all looking, like “this is it, daddy’s gonna die, the big bug is gonna eat him, then come kill us”, but thankfully my fearless fiancé says “ok, its fine I let it go, its out the car”, in my head I have a thought “what did he say”, so I ask, what did you do with it, did you smash it really good, is it in thousands of bits because if not, it may come back and eat us”, he of course laughs and says, no I let it go, it won’t hurt you. We get back in the car and alls fine, and I tell my fiancé “honey, from now on can you leave the critters that you work with, at your work instead of bringing them home for us to see”, we all laugh and with sno cone soaked seats and clothes, and red faces and messed up hair, we go into our wal-mart and we successfully got our groceries. So what is it that one can learn from this experience, obviously I’m terrified of bugs, you also learn that if you are with me and a bug is around us I’m more prone to having a come apart, you will also notice that a time with me is usually a time filled with laughs, and while many people probably would be offended at their significant other laughing at them, I think it’s one of the greatest things about my fiancé the fact that we can laugh at each other and still love each other means a lot to me, and more times then not he’s usually simply laughing at how I say something, the look on my face, my actions, or the situation in itself, and the fact that after it's all over I'm laughing at me too, makes it even better so I don’t take it personally.
I’ll write about my other experiences with animals I dislike soon, until then, what animal(s) if any do you like or dislike, and how many are you afraid of?
Willow Monroe
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I hate bugs, plain and simple, I hate them can’t stand don’t want to be around them hate them
I hate spiders, snakes, scorpions, oh and the gecko, not the cute on TV but real ones, which is a story for another time. I also dislike birds of any type, they have beaks they can peck and they dislike me as much as I dislike them, and yes a duck counts as a bird and I’ve had them chase me before and it was not fun, at least not at the time now I can laugh about it lol.
I don’t like snails, slugs, rats, or anything that is remotely slimy, or has a chance of eating its way through a box. There are other things that I dislike but here are just the top few I guess you could say.
So now for my “happening” the other day, it was on Friday I think but not positive, we were going to the wal-mart to get some groceries. My fiancé in the driver seat, me in the middle seat, his work junk riding shotgun, and the kids in the back seat. Music up and windows down, eating sno cones having a jolly time, and what to my horrific surprise do I see, this thing, this big giant bug thing, with what appears to be stingers on its tail, and it’s on me. Of course I scream and knock it off, I quickly remove my seat belt, and am squatting in the seat, both feet in the seat, my fiancé trying to control the car, me trying to climb out while it’s still in motion, all while still screaming AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IT’S A BUG, IT’S A BIG BUG!!!!!!!!!!!! Sno cone is everywhere, the truck comes to a stop, the kids are panicking because mom’s screaming about a bug, (my children are like me, they can’t stand bugs), my fiancé trying to calm me down, begins to move his junk in the seat next to my feet, what to my horror again do I see, the big giant bug, I jump over the seat, am now sitting in my son’s lap with my feet up in the air, screaming about the bug. I help myself up and perch in between the seats themselves, so I’m literally on the top half of the seats in our truck. I’m ask my fiancé in a panicked voice “Did you kill it”, in which he replies “No, and I don’t know where it went.” I lose it again, I have myself a little come apart right there in the middle of the seat, then I hear the kids start screaming “WE SEE IT, AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH IT’S BACK HERE” I do the most rationale thing, I jump over the seat, open the door jump out of the car, open the back door, grab my kids, and let my fiancé fend for himself, wielding only a shoe to fight the bug. I’ve stopped screaming, the kids have stopped screaming and we are all looking, like “this is it, daddy’s gonna die, the big bug is gonna eat him, then come kill us”, but thankfully my fearless fiancé says “ok, its fine I let it go, its out the car”, in my head I have a thought “what did he say”, so I ask, what did you do with it, did you smash it really good, is it in thousands of bits because if not, it may come back and eat us”, he of course laughs and says, no I let it go, it won’t hurt you. We get back in the car and alls fine, and I tell my fiancé “honey, from now on can you leave the critters that you work with, at your work instead of bringing them home for us to see”, we all laugh and with sno cone soaked seats and clothes, and red faces and messed up hair, we go into our wal-mart and we successfully got our groceries. So what is it that one can learn from this experience, obviously I’m terrified of bugs, you also learn that if you are with me and a bug is around us I’m more prone to having a come apart, you will also notice that a time with me is usually a time filled with laughs, and while many people probably would be offended at their significant other laughing at them, I think it’s one of the greatest things about my fiancé the fact that we can laugh at each other and still love each other means a lot to me, and more times then not he’s usually simply laughing at how I say something, the look on my face, my actions, or the situation in itself, and the fact that after it's all over I'm laughing at me too, makes it even better so I don’t take it personally.
I’ll write about my other experiences with animals I dislike soon, until then, what animal(s) if any do you like or dislike, and how many are you afraid of?
Willow Monroe
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Who are they now
I know I have been away for a while and I apologize for my absence. I’ve been so busy with getting ready for school to begin, not only for myself but my three boys going back to school as well. Over the past few days a lot has happened and I plan to tell you about them as quickly as I can, some you may find funny or silly, others you may find crazy, but either way I will be telling them as my schedule permits. I’ll begin with the most recent of these “happenings” first.
Last night while sitting in bed and being bored out of my mind, there was nothing worth watching on TV, I was tired of packing, and unpacking and I didn’t want to start doing that again. So I decided to get out my mini laptop and start a game that I called “Who are they now?” my objective was simple, I look up people that I went to school with and find out how much they’ve changed and in essence who are they now as opposed to who they were when I knew them in school. In all honesty I didn’t think I would have any luck with my game but I was bored so I was gonna give it a whirl worst case scenario I wouldn’t find anyone. However to my shocking surprised I actually found a lot of my old classmates, also to my shocking surprise was just how much some of them have changed, in some instances I would have never known who I was looking at, had they not had identifying marks, birth marks on their face for example, freckle patterns, eyes etc. Now before I go any further I want to state a few things, because I’m sure someone will read this and be like “People change” and yell at me for what I’m gonna say. So for the record I know people change, I’ve changed a lot since grade school and so I’m not saying that other’s don’t change, I’m simply stating that I was surprised by some things I learned while playing my game. So here’s some facts about myself that has happened to me over the years…
I grew up an angry child in a completely dysfunctional home, yet my family and I were close. I learned early on that as long as you’re smile people won’t ask questions, so it was no surprise to me that I’ve been in therapy more times that I can count. I went from being captain of the dance team to 16 and pregnant, from having no want or need to go to college, to completing high school before my class while pregnant and earning a degree in communications, and working on the second one. I went from living day by day and sleeping on a floor to living in an 8bed/8bath house that was loaded, then turned around and gave it all up for love. While I may not be proud of all the thing’s I’ve done in my life, they shaped me into the person I am now, and I wouldn’t change that for the world.
So now back to the original story, I know people change, if you placed pictures of me over the years next to each other you may not believe they are all of me, sometimes I find it hard to believe that they are me. So anyway, I’m playing my game, and finding people left and right, and I start realizing something (And I’m sure this is where people will start badgering me, saying the whole spill of how people change, and all this other stuff), I begin to notice...
THE SIZE 2 GIRLS
The Size 2 Girls were different; the size 2 girls at one time not so long ago were really pretty, peppy girls, who were skinny and the "it" girls. Now they are not so pretty, in school their motto was "if you aren't a size 2 or less you are fat" and thus in their mind none existent, now they are bigger than size 2 some with children some without, but still the point I’m making is they are bigger. Here comes my inner thoughts, I wonder if they would have still had their mentality of a “size 2 or less, or your none existent”, if they knew that in the future they would have been on the opposite side of the spectrum.
THE A SQUAD
I also noticed that some people that I knew were great students, decided against going to college and are now in their own words miserable. My inner thoughts “What happened to make them not go to college, was it that they didn’t want to, or did they not attend to retaliate against their parents, or was it another reason completely different”?
THE LADIES MAN
Another interesting thing I noticed was some of the guys I went to school with who were “ladies man” back in school are now single, and ugly. When I was in school the “ladies man” usually had his own car, money to spend, was always wearing the top name brands, didn’t speak to the ugly chicks (none size 2 girls). My inner thoughts “Was the way they treated people really how they were, was it not a façade put on to show others who the top dog was, was their personality really so bad that people wouldn’t want to be around them as they grew older”?
APPEARANCE
And another thing I noticed, was some of the guys who had typical boy cut, now have long hair, the girls that had been called dykes for short hair, now have long flowing locks. That part was shocking to me, especially Dale, who would have thought he’d look like someone out of a rock star performance. And then there was the dieting thing, girls who once were above the size 2 or less spectrum, now were closer and under the size 2, Catherine was at max a size 1, but I’m thinking double zero, when I knew her, to me she wasn’t fat, she was average, a size 5-6 at most now you can see her bones. I almost cried when I seen how much she had changed, I’ve battled with anorexia and bulimia, and it hurts me to think she may be struggling with the same problem. My inner thoughts “Did what the size 2 girls say to her make her that way, did she really believe you have to be a size 2 or less to be perfect and to exist, she was/is a beautiful person rather they knew it or not”.
THE FIGHTERS
And lastly I noticed that people who once were in different cliques and hated each other, those that would have physical altercations with each other, were friends now, I had to take a double look at some of them, and yes I know more badgering will probably follow because of this but oh well. I took the double look, not because I don’t think people can change, I know they can and I’m glad they are friends and were able to work through their issues, but I took double look because those were people who couldn’t stand by each other without throwing punches. The fighters were friends, those who were picked on during school because they were poor, who were treated like dogs, because they were big, who were knocked down and beat up because they did well in school but sucked at sports, these people are now friends, not associates, friends that actually hang out together in public. My inner thoughts “I am so proud of these people for changing and becoming great friends, they have much more forgiveness in them than I think I could have”.
So there it is, what started out as a game became something completely different, it went from fun because I’m bored, to searching for answers to why they changed, and trying to find a way to help them if they needed it. I wasn’t really every picked on, but I got called some names once in middle school and after fighting the boy, yes I said boy, I never got called names again, until high school when I got pregnant, and at that point in my life, I didn’t care enough about others to fight with people, I had already decided that if people don’t like me and accept me for who I am, then they can kiss my behind, because I won’t change for anyone, and I’m not going to pretend to be something or someone I’m not, I’m gong to be true to myself, and if doing that bothers them, I won’t be losing sleep over it.
How have you changed since grade school, how have those you knew in school changed, if they have changed at all?
Willow Monroe
http://www.willowmonroe.blogspot.com/
http://www.willowmonroe.wordpress.com/
Last night while sitting in bed and being bored out of my mind, there was nothing worth watching on TV, I was tired of packing, and unpacking and I didn’t want to start doing that again. So I decided to get out my mini laptop and start a game that I called “Who are they now?” my objective was simple, I look up people that I went to school with and find out how much they’ve changed and in essence who are they now as opposed to who they were when I knew them in school. In all honesty I didn’t think I would have any luck with my game but I was bored so I was gonna give it a whirl worst case scenario I wouldn’t find anyone. However to my shocking surprised I actually found a lot of my old classmates, also to my shocking surprise was just how much some of them have changed, in some instances I would have never known who I was looking at, had they not had identifying marks, birth marks on their face for example, freckle patterns, eyes etc. Now before I go any further I want to state a few things, because I’m sure someone will read this and be like “People change” and yell at me for what I’m gonna say. So for the record I know people change, I’ve changed a lot since grade school and so I’m not saying that other’s don’t change, I’m simply stating that I was surprised by some things I learned while playing my game. So here’s some facts about myself that has happened to me over the years…
I grew up an angry child in a completely dysfunctional home, yet my family and I were close. I learned early on that as long as you’re smile people won’t ask questions, so it was no surprise to me that I’ve been in therapy more times that I can count. I went from being captain of the dance team to 16 and pregnant, from having no want or need to go to college, to completing high school before my class while pregnant and earning a degree in communications, and working on the second one. I went from living day by day and sleeping on a floor to living in an 8bed/8bath house that was loaded, then turned around and gave it all up for love. While I may not be proud of all the thing’s I’ve done in my life, they shaped me into the person I am now, and I wouldn’t change that for the world.
So now back to the original story, I know people change, if you placed pictures of me over the years next to each other you may not believe they are all of me, sometimes I find it hard to believe that they are me. So anyway, I’m playing my game, and finding people left and right, and I start realizing something (And I’m sure this is where people will start badgering me, saying the whole spill of how people change, and all this other stuff), I begin to notice...
THE SIZE 2 GIRLS
The Size 2 Girls were different; the size 2 girls at one time not so long ago were really pretty, peppy girls, who were skinny and the "it" girls. Now they are not so pretty, in school their motto was "if you aren't a size 2 or less you are fat" and thus in their mind none existent, now they are bigger than size 2 some with children some without, but still the point I’m making is they are bigger. Here comes my inner thoughts, I wonder if they would have still had their mentality of a “size 2 or less, or your none existent”, if they knew that in the future they would have been on the opposite side of the spectrum.
THE A SQUAD
I also noticed that some people that I knew were great students, decided against going to college and are now in their own words miserable. My inner thoughts “What happened to make them not go to college, was it that they didn’t want to, or did they not attend to retaliate against their parents, or was it another reason completely different”?
THE LADIES MAN
Another interesting thing I noticed was some of the guys I went to school with who were “ladies man” back in school are now single, and ugly. When I was in school the “ladies man” usually had his own car, money to spend, was always wearing the top name brands, didn’t speak to the ugly chicks (none size 2 girls). My inner thoughts “Was the way they treated people really how they were, was it not a façade put on to show others who the top dog was, was their personality really so bad that people wouldn’t want to be around them as they grew older”?
APPEARANCE
And another thing I noticed, was some of the guys who had typical boy cut, now have long hair, the girls that had been called dykes for short hair, now have long flowing locks. That part was shocking to me, especially Dale, who would have thought he’d look like someone out of a rock star performance. And then there was the dieting thing, girls who once were above the size 2 or less spectrum, now were closer and under the size 2, Catherine was at max a size 1, but I’m thinking double zero, when I knew her, to me she wasn’t fat, she was average, a size 5-6 at most now you can see her bones. I almost cried when I seen how much she had changed, I’ve battled with anorexia and bulimia, and it hurts me to think she may be struggling with the same problem. My inner thoughts “Did what the size 2 girls say to her make her that way, did she really believe you have to be a size 2 or less to be perfect and to exist, she was/is a beautiful person rather they knew it or not”.
THE FIGHTERS
And lastly I noticed that people who once were in different cliques and hated each other, those that would have physical altercations with each other, were friends now, I had to take a double look at some of them, and yes I know more badgering will probably follow because of this but oh well. I took the double look, not because I don’t think people can change, I know they can and I’m glad they are friends and were able to work through their issues, but I took double look because those were people who couldn’t stand by each other without throwing punches. The fighters were friends, those who were picked on during school because they were poor, who were treated like dogs, because they were big, who were knocked down and beat up because they did well in school but sucked at sports, these people are now friends, not associates, friends that actually hang out together in public. My inner thoughts “I am so proud of these people for changing and becoming great friends, they have much more forgiveness in them than I think I could have”.
So there it is, what started out as a game became something completely different, it went from fun because I’m bored, to searching for answers to why they changed, and trying to find a way to help them if they needed it. I wasn’t really every picked on, but I got called some names once in middle school and after fighting the boy, yes I said boy, I never got called names again, until high school when I got pregnant, and at that point in my life, I didn’t care enough about others to fight with people, I had already decided that if people don’t like me and accept me for who I am, then they can kiss my behind, because I won’t change for anyone, and I’m not going to pretend to be something or someone I’m not, I’m gong to be true to myself, and if doing that bothers them, I won’t be losing sleep over it.
How have you changed since grade school, how have those you knew in school changed, if they have changed at all?
Willow Monroe
http://www.willowmonroe.blogspot.com/
http://www.willowmonroe.wordpress.com/
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