Since people seemed to like the story of my awkward childhood first kiss, I figured I'd dig up another little gem from my past and share that story too. It's a story I never really shared with people, since at the time I probably could have gotten in a lot of trouble with the police. This one is staring my lovely departed friend Hallie. We used to do some dumb things in our time.
We were in highschool and sitting downtown at the clock, a place where many of the 'delinquents' would frequent after school/into the night. It was near Christmas, so the town had a reindeer and sled display out where people could sit and take pictures. Hallie and I got a kick out of the 'Please keep off the reindeer' sign that they had next to it. ... So amused by it that it was up to us to make the sign even better.
We waited for our parents to go to sleep that night and at about two in the morning on a school night, the two of us snuck out of our houses and took a little walk downtown. We went, took the sign and brought it back to her house where we would alter it. The word 'keep' was whited out and replaced with the word 'jerk' and then we'd go back downtown and put the sign back where it was and leave. The next day after school we'd casually walk downtown and sit at the clock watching people walk by. One by one everyone hanging out would start to notice that the sign was changed to "Please Jerk Off the Reindeer" and it became the funniest thing of the day. Eventually, the police would come and break up the scene around the sign and take it away only to return it later on with the white-off chipped off so that it wasn't asking people to jerk off the reindeer anymore.
The next night, being the dumb kids we were, we went and did it again. We were probably really lucky that we weren't caught. We even took pictures of us squatting by the sign giving a thumbs up laughing our butts off. She had the pictures though, so I can't exactly put one on here. They're in her photo albums, I'd have to go ask her mother if I could copy one. I could have sworn that I had one around somewhere. I'll look for it and share it if I ever find it.
... Hallie and I used to do lots of dumb things, but it was always super fun and awesomely hilarious.
Monday, April 2
Sunday, April 1
On First Kisses
So, I was at Target and I was walking in the parking lot with Madison when I saw the guy that was my first kiss walking the opposite way into the store. I lifted my hand to give a friendly wave hello, but he didn't see me or recognize me. One of the two. Or he did and was like, "UGH, I REMEMBER WHEN YOU DUMPED ME ON YOM KIPPOR!" I'm sorry! I forgot you were jewish and didn't realize that's why we didn't have school!
Let's talk about my first kiss.
It was a Friday evening. Seventh grade. Middle School! We were at Lincoln School at the REC center for Friday Night activities. The people that ran REC were kind of dumb... the first week and they never explained the rules to us, so they just kept kicking people out on first offences instead of actually telling us what we were and weren't allowed to do. So eventually, the entire seventh grade class was just standing outside in the parking lot waiting for our parents to show up and take us home. Two girls I didn't really know yet came up to me and asked if I was interested in kissing someone. I wasn't, but they didn't really seem to care and went and grabbed this guy K.B. (#1) from our class and was like, "Here! She wants to make out with somebody!" I didn't- and when he started beckoning for me to follow him behind a car I didn't follow him. That was kinda grody! Just making out with someone I didn't know? And I hadn't yet- so that was even crazier!
The girls came back, "Oh, so he's not your type? Hmm..." They disappeared again and soon enough J.H. was brought over and shoved at me. He had a charming smile even for being so young and asked, "So, I heard you wanted to make out." I opened my mouth to start to tell him no when all of the sudden next thing I knew he was on my face and his tongue was in my mouth. I was dipped back, arms flailing as he did this and I had no clue what to do so I just kind of went with it. Next thing I know I hear, "LINDSEY SCHOONMAKER IS MAKING OUT WITH J.H.!!!" (screamed by the lovely M.T.). So, -everyone- in the seventh grade class turned to watch. Lovely. I was so embarassed. I remember T.S. cheering for joy. He was my childhood crush and he had NO interest in me. I was finally over him, it seemed.
It must not have been that bad though because he asked me if I wanted to again and I said ok and went for it. We dated for a solid two weeks and four days after that. Until... for absolutely no reason I came to the conclusion that he was not the one for me and had a friend call him on our day off from school to break his seventh grade heart on my behalf. I always felt bad about that. (Sorry J., if you ever read this.) Shortly after that I dated K.B. (#2), and then when he broke up with me because (and I quote) I'm "too weird" (No hard feelings!) my date-ability just went downhill. That might be when I transitioned from being a 'cool kid' to a 'nerd.'
... Interesting story, eh? I wish I remembered who the girls were. A blonde and a brunette. Maybe they'd know. ... I doubt it- haha. Funny how people probably don't even realize the part they played in stories that stick with you your whole life.
Let's talk about my first kiss.
It was a Friday evening. Seventh grade. Middle School! We were at Lincoln School at the REC center for Friday Night activities. The people that ran REC were kind of dumb... the first week and they never explained the rules to us, so they just kept kicking people out on first offences instead of actually telling us what we were and weren't allowed to do. So eventually, the entire seventh grade class was just standing outside in the parking lot waiting for our parents to show up and take us home. Two girls I didn't really know yet came up to me and asked if I was interested in kissing someone. I wasn't, but they didn't really seem to care and went and grabbed this guy K.B. (#1) from our class and was like, "Here! She wants to make out with somebody!" I didn't- and when he started beckoning for me to follow him behind a car I didn't follow him. That was kinda grody! Just making out with someone I didn't know? And I hadn't yet- so that was even crazier!
The girls came back, "Oh, so he's not your type? Hmm..." They disappeared again and soon enough J.H. was brought over and shoved at me. He had a charming smile even for being so young and asked, "So, I heard you wanted to make out." I opened my mouth to start to tell him no when all of the sudden next thing I knew he was on my face and his tongue was in my mouth. I was dipped back, arms flailing as he did this and I had no clue what to do so I just kind of went with it. Next thing I know I hear, "LINDSEY SCHOONMAKER IS MAKING OUT WITH J.H.!!!" (screamed by the lovely M.T.). So, -everyone- in the seventh grade class turned to watch. Lovely. I was so embarassed. I remember T.S. cheering for joy. He was my childhood crush and he had NO interest in me. I was finally over him, it seemed.
It must not have been that bad though because he asked me if I wanted to again and I said ok and went for it. We dated for a solid two weeks and four days after that. Until... for absolutely no reason I came to the conclusion that he was not the one for me and had a friend call him on our day off from school to break his seventh grade heart on my behalf. I always felt bad about that. (Sorry J., if you ever read this.) Shortly after that I dated K.B. (#2), and then when he broke up with me because (and I quote) I'm "too weird" (No hard feelings!) my date-ability just went downhill. That might be when I transitioned from being a 'cool kid' to a 'nerd.'
... Interesting story, eh? I wish I remembered who the girls were. A blonde and a brunette. Maybe they'd know. ... I doubt it- haha. Funny how people probably don't even realize the part they played in stories that stick with you your whole life.
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