Oh yes. Chapter Nine. This is the chapter wherein I discuss high school, which, of course, was plenty angsty, but a way better fit for me than junior high school ever was. I lost some weight and learned to talk to boys without nervously dissolving into a nervous puddle of nervous sweatiness. Score! Not that I was completely sweat-free, but now I only sweat under one arm instead of both.
Other high school stuff?
Girls could wear pants. I fell in love with Led Zeppelin and spent all my money on albums. My two best friends, Gigi and Becky, started spending more time with their boyfriends than with me, which I understood but which left me feeling lonely. So I made new best friends with Jon and Stan who were safe because they didn't see me as girlfriend material. Our poodle died of a heart attack in the driveway when a big dog made accidental eye contact with her. I started a string of part-time jobs. I went to Hawaii for the first time and wondered why I hadn't been born there. I learned to drive and nearly lost my license by the time I was a senior. You can read between the lines there. My dad was made head coach. Joyce Nelson, my AP English teacher changed my life. I made up a bucket list in our school library one day that said I wanted to write a book, go to Europe, and have seven sons, and if you count my two stillborn babies, I eventually did all of the above.
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I've been enjoying reading these chapters on your life. I like the last two lines of this post. I believe there is great power is writing down things you want and then revisiting them several decades later. I want to write a book. I want to speak in general conference. You can read in between the lines there.
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