Weddingbee Blog

DISCLAIMER: Before I share this, I just want to let y’all know that I must love you guys like, a lot. Because this is embarrassing. Don’t judge me.

I know I’m one of the younger bees, so high school wasn’t really all that long ago for me, but I’m still super excited about this post. I was quite the dramatic little kid in high school, and I have tons of angsty journal entries about boys, love, and life to prove it.

That’s high school Miss Cardigan. That picture just about sums it up.

I was home schooled for most of my education, from 3^rd grade through 8^th grade, so when I started high school in 2003, it had been quite a few years since I had set foot in a public school. I had absolutely no experience in relationships and knew nothing about surviving in a public school, much less finding a boyfriend.

My first year of high school was more or less survival mode. I was trying to figure out how to manage everything and how to make friends while still balancing all of my other friends and the life I had before public school. Boys were probably the farthest thing from my mind that year, as I was nowhere near ready to actually start thinking about a boyfriend. It probably also didn’t help that the school I went to had a whopping 300 people in attendance, so it was pretty slim pickings.

During my sophomore year in high school, things got a little more interesting. There was a guy I had met the previous year who had decided he was very interested in me, and I thought I might be interested in him, too. It wasn’t until a second guy came around (the guy who soon became my first boyfriend) that I realized there were better options out there. Add to that a best guy friend who seemed a little too interested in my relationship status and I had gone from never having a guy show interest in me to having more guys that I knew what to do with! I chose one (the first boyfriend) and moved on with my life. The phase that followed is what I like to affectionately refer to as the “OMG I’m such an idiot” phase.

I mean, yeah, I liked him. But we couldn’t have been more different, and he wasn’t exactly the most awesome boyfriend in the world. But I was blissfully unaware for the five-ish months that we dated. Here are some quotes from my blog that I kept throughout high school (along with some commentary by yours truly, of course). Oh, and all quotes have been left completely intact, lack of capitals, bad grammar, and everything.

you know what else makes me happy? finally finding a guy that likes me…and it makes me even happier when i like him back. life is good.

Hmm, that was…deep?

i have four words for you…
i love porch swings.

Oooh….cryptic!

“*sigh* why is it that all the guys like you after you have a boyfriend? haha, oh well, i don’t care.”

Oh, Lord. Really? Is that what I chose to complain about on my blog? Woe is me, too many guys like me. Blah, I was annoying.

Ah, young, stupid love. Anyways, he dumped me, and my blog was suddenly riddled with hyperbolic statements about how horrible life was and how I’d never be happy again. You know, the usual. Some gems?

“i HATE not getting to talk to someone for an ENTIRE WEEK and not knowing exactly why they haven’t called or emailed you. Grr.”

Oh, really? Have you thought about calling them? No, is that too hard?

“sometimes, i think that if i walked outside, and picked up any random rock…it would be 100 times more intelligent than a guy. not that I’m thinking of anyone in particular when i make that statement…”

Geez, high-school-Miss Cardigan. Tell us how you really feel.

“how many languages can you say “today completely sucked” in?”

And, my personal favorite:

“why can a guy tell another guy that something is wrong, and that something is bothering him, the other guy tells him that he should talk to his girlfriend about it, the first guy says he will…but then when his girlfriend says “what’s wrong, I’m worried about you” he says “nothing, I’m just tired”?! i hate being lied to more than anything in the world”

Wait, what?

After that train-wreck was over, I focused my energies on just hanging out with guys. I’ve always been more likely to be friends with guys than other women, so I filled my life with a ton of guy friends and didn’t worry about a boyfriend.

A year or so passed, and then I started dating Mr. Cardigan. Even though we were just in high school, our relationship got serious pretty quickly. We knew that we were perfect together from the beginning, and some of my absolute favorite memories come from that beautiful time when we first started dating and didn’t have a care in the world other than just being together. It was a pretty wonderful thing.

OMG. I can’t believe I’m sharing this picture. Check out our ’80s style hair! He needed a haircut, and I needed a freaking brush!

We were at church camp and planning to go out and watch the sunrise this morning. Mr. Cardy decided to surprise me with a message in the sand because it was our 5 month anniversary. Awww.

Our 1 year anniversary. I surprised him by decorating his room!

Mr. Cardy and I were that couple in high school who was never apart from one another and who was talking marriage when other people were just starting to think about where to go to college. At the time, I didn’t see why it was such a big deal that we wait to get married. I mean, we were in love, we were happy, why not get married? It probably didn’t help that there were at least three girls at my high school who were already “engaged” to their boyfriends! I didn’t see the point in putting it off if we knew it was going to happen eventually.

But, you know, like we’ve established with the rest of this post, I was a bit of an idiot in high school. Thank goodness we decided to wait. I’ve always been the type of person who likes to jump into things head-first without always thinking it all the way through, but I know now that getting engaged and/or married that young would have been the worst decision ever. I’m so glad we decided to finish college first, even if it meant that we had to wait a few more years! Mr. Cardigan did give me a promise ring on our 1-year anniversary, though, and I proudly wore it until the day he replaced it with my engagement ring!

My senior prom! Look! He finally cut his hair!

My last day of high school. I think I might be excited, no?

And, finally, Mr. Cardigan and me at my high school graduation!

So, um, yeah. I was an interesting one in high school. I started off very idealistic about love, but then after my first boyfriend broke my heart, I lost all hope in guys. As cheesy as it sounds, it wasn’t until Mr. Cardigan came around that I realized that maybe every guy out there wasn’t completely horrible. Looking back on my high school experiences, I feel happy that I went through what I did (and slightly embarrassed that I decided to document it all on a blog).

And so, that’s my high school “love” experience! Overly dramatic and slightly ridiculous with a happy ending to boot!

What were you like in high school? Were you super dramatic like I was, or were you a little more chill?

Also, please tell me I’m not the only one who has a terribly embarrassing blog to prove what a huge dork they were!