20 years ago

My martial arts instructor is now reading my blog (Hi Sifu!)
This means that I need to behave myself. Otherwise he will know that I am always a goof-off and not just in class.
I am a terrible class clown, I always have been.
In school, I used to get into so much trouble for disrupting the class. Or organizing lighthearted rebellions... Stuff like that.
My senior year of high school, the district I was in opened a second high school, and they divided our school in half.
Meanies.
This meant that lots of my friends when to Meridian High, and I had to go to Centennial. I was a disgruntled teen anyway, and this really rankled.
My well- thought- out solution was to stage a rather public rebellion.
I have always been a leader.
The day of the big school spirit assembly, several friends and I wore our Meridian High Letter Jackets, and we got up in front of the entire school and sang Meridian's Alma Mater Song.
"Kelly, report to the office immediately!" I was so busted.
I won't tell you the really bad stuff I did because my Mommy reads this. (Hi Mother!)
She was awfully proud the day I shaved my hair into a Mohawk.
I really did.
She really wasn't. Haven't I told you this before? I was really punk, with a black mowhak. I was the only girl in the Senior class who wore a faux leather dress to a formal dance. It was a really cool dress. I wore gold lame to prom.
The 80's were a lot of fun.
I'll tell you more stories another day. Now it's bedtime. g'nite...