School Dazed, AKA "The Dorkening"

Hello, friends! Lately, I have been performing the long overdue task of backing up the thousands of photos on my laptop. I have them saved on a separate hard drive, but I have this fear of losing them forever, so I am backing up the most important ones onto disks as well. Better to be over prepared than under prepared, or something like that! Naturally, there are many photos from my past, and today I am going to focus on a few of my old school photos, because I have many feelings and comments about them! So, strap in, because here we go:

Oh dear, where do I begin with this one? This was me in second grade, in Surry, Maine. The only thing I really remember about this picture is that my Mom wanted me to take the white sweater off at picture time, and I forgot. I was so afraid I would be in trouble for that, but luckily, I am still here to talk about It today. Or, did I forget at all? Look at that sinister, crooked grin. That girl is up to something, and I for one don't like the looks of it! She's sitting there, all innocent and studious, with a kiss-ass apple for the teacher, but don't be fooled. Perhaps the un-removed sweater was payback for that haircut? I know I wouldn't have blamed her if it was. Is it too late to inform Child Protective Services about that hack job on my head? Or, could it have been revenge for that ugly brooch peeking out from beneath the collar? It truly boggles the mind...

Now, join me as we journey to the land of third grade Lisa. Or, maybe that is my secret twin brother? Don't get jealous, now, but I am pretty certain that the ultra fashionable jacket I was wearing here had MATCHING PANTS!!!! Oh yes, I was rockin' a pantsuit, my friends! Still sporting the short hair that my mother insisted on, but my Dad hated. They were divorced by this time, however, so she didn't have any say about my hair, and apparently, neither did I! Seriously, can I call CPS?? Completing the ensemble is that awesome bunny necklace. Did you know that the bunny's body was able to swing? Now you want one, don't you?

This one wasn't properly labelled, but I am guessing this was fourth grade. And look--the bunny necklace was back! Hey, the classics are always in fashion! Again with that hair? It's like she was daring me to report her to CPS! Can someone please check on that for me?? I guess I wasn't in the mood to smile that day. Don't know why, cause I was wearing the Hell out of that flowered dress! Why weren't the runways of Paris calling me? Perhaps when this was taken, I was starting to smell something foul?

Jumping ahead to 6th grade, and this time I was living in Hebron, Connecticut, due to my Mom's remarriage. This was a few years before braces graced my teeth, but look at that luxurious hair! Oh, I miss that thick, shiny hair I once had! My son has it now (though it's not long) and he won't give it back. Can I call Mom Protective Services on him? The clothes were fairly normal this time, so I can't say much about them. Still, you can see the origins of The Dorkening…..

I'm going to wrap things up with seventh grade. She just couldn't let me enjoy my long hair, could she? Yes, at the end of sixth grade, she made me and my sister get matching Dorothy Hamil haircuts, which you can see growing out here. Just what I wanted: a matching haircut with my 5-years younger sister! How cool is that? About two years away from braces at this point, still in Connecticut. Middle school was mostly awful, as I recall, due to two certain girls who shall remain nameless (but I remember!) that loved to call me fat and ugly all the time, and generally made my life miserable. But this is supposed to be a fun post, so let's move on. 

Hope I haven't bored you too much with my trip through my school pics! Take care! Until next time...….