Melissa, Oh!

Tag: memories

  • An exboyfriend, some fake boobs and a stalker

    There was something about Jason* that caught my eye the moment I saw him. I was working as the receptionist at the Jeep dealership, and he was a Jeep owner. And when Jason’s ice-blue eyes looked into mine and he told me he was bartending at a restaurant in Fort Mill and that I should come…

  • Life is a gift. Use it or lose it …

    So, I’m a little late on the the whole “look back/look ahead” post that comes at the end of the year, but I was too busy celebrating the holidays to take the time to sit down and think about it! So, better late than never, right? Last year I wrote about some thoughts on 2008,…

  • Losing a friend, and then really losing a friend

    It didn’t feel real to me when she died. It had been years since I had seen Anna, years since we had last spoken. Sadly, our last conversation had been a difficult one, and we had both ended up in tears. After that I had tried to put her and the high school drama behind me…

  • Losing a friend, and then really losing a friend

    It didn’t feel real to me when she died. It had been years since I had seen Anna, years since we had last spoken. Sadly, our last conversation had been a difficult one, and we had both ended up in tears. After that I had tried to put her and the high school drama behind me…

  • High school photos round 3

    I thought I published this a long time ago, but it appears I didn’t actually hit “publish.” If you want to see old photos of me and my friends, here you go! Here are pictures from 1995-1996: See photos from 1993-1994 here and read about the photos here and here.

  • When stars and Spin Doctors align

    I have known Amy since we were both 8, so most of our child and adult memories include each other at some level. Even if we weren’t there, we were there.  In fact, I wrote in one of my diaries in high school, about making out with a boy: “I couldn’t wait for it to…

  • Unfinished rum is not trash

    A memory It’s 1998 and Erin has asked me to move into the sorority house with her for the summer. My first summer away from home! I borrow my parents’ Previa van and load up my belongings from my dorm room, then swing over to Erin’s dorm and we load up her belongings. One of…

  • Unfinished rum is not trash

    A memory It’s 1998 and Erin has asked me to move into the sorority house with her for the summer. My first summer away from home! I borrow my parents’ Previa van and load up my belongings from my dorm room, then swing over to Erin’s dorm and we load up her belongings. One of…

  • High school photos round 2

    I wrote about posting some old photos on facebook recently. After more digging and scanning, I have more! Here are some pictures from the 1993-1994 FMHS school year. I’m posting the ones that were on Facebook plus new ones, for those that don’t have FB. I will display other years in other posts. I apologize…

  • Busted for tapping on a boy’s window

    A memory It is 1993, the day before Christmas Eve, and I have told my parents I’m staying at Carmen’s house. She’s told her parents she’s staying at my house. A risky move, but one that has worked a few times. We are out playing all night long, driving around, hanging out with people at…

  • A 20-year-old confession

    A memory I am 6 years old and in first grade. Jason is my boyfriend. I’m not sure how this happened, but it had something to do with my sticker book and two pigs kissing and I showed it to him and he liked it. Later I decide I don’t want to have a boyfriend…