So I have about 30 minutes until the Blog This challenge ends. I have been meaning to enter again for a while. I noticed there are only four entries… what happened Aussies, don’t wanna play anymore? Anywhooo. Time frame. Tight. Remember. They asked us to go back, back as far as we can and tell all about what we were doing 5, 10, 20, 30 years ago. I think for me, the most interesting is 10 years. I was half way through my senior year…. Can you imagine it. Let me tell you more.
It was cold. It was always cold on top of the hill at St Pat’s. Cold breeze cutting through the heavy uniform of navy knitted pull over, white and blue pinstriped blouse, navy blue skirt, navy opaque tights, heavy black leather mary janes. I am blonde. And hungry. Girls don’t eat much in my class. Some later go on to develop serious eating disorders, others health problems and there are a lucky few who come out unscathed. But in the year 2000, let me tell you. It was not cool to eat.
When I finish classes I walk home to get changed into casual clothes and go to work at a near by corner store. Not because my family needs the money. But because my parents think it is necassary to teach me the value of money. Often old men ask me on dates. Occasionally young guys do too. Sometimes I eat a white chocolate frog and count it as dinner. I drive a new car. That I bought myself… Well, am paying off the balance.
I am offered the opportunity to enter a Miss RSL comp. I decline. I’m asked to participate in a musical theatre production. I accept. I don’t drink. I do smoke, occasionally. I consider myself to be Wiccan. I practice meditation. Sometimes I have periods of mania and I swim laps all night. I am thin for my frame. I am tall for a girl. I have big feet.
I made it through. All that. And I came out the other side who I am today. With the friends I have from those times and the ones I don’t. I made decisions that made me stronger. Others weaker. I got to know me during this year. What I was willing to do and what I wasn’t. I think that in the year 2000 I got to know who I was. By myself. Because let’s face it, high school is fundamentally a lonely place, no matter how many friends you have. I consider this girl that I was and I’m proud of her. She is determined, committed, excited and ambitious.
So there. Entry complete. History. Where was I ten years ago.
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You know what I forgot? PHOTO! Lucky you, I’m feeling generous and one of my former classmates uploaded some pics once to facebook so it was easy for me to grab hold of. Ready? GO!
Suger 
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