Show Tell Advice to my High School Self

Today I am linking up with Andrea for her Show & Tell Series.

The topic is: Advice to my High School Self

It's Show & Tell Tuesday...I'm just a few days late ;)

I want to start off my saying I LOVED high school!!!!

I was really involved & had lots of school spirit. 

I was on the Soccer Team, ran Track & Field, was Rally Commissioner Junior Year & a Senior Class Treasurer. I was in Drama one year & also did Dance for a few years. 

My friends & I loved going to all the football games & dances.

I was a good kid in high school. I went to parties, but never drank & I was often the DD for my friends. 

I had a nice core group of friends & was also involved with my High School Youth Group. 

I really loved High School :) 

I don't have many regrets about High School, but looking back, I do have some advice for High School Mel :)

{ONE}

Run track your junior & senior years. Don't quit after your Sophomore year.

I decided to run track my freshman year of high school because it was a way to stay in shape for soccer. One of my strengths on the soccer field is that I was fast, so my soccer coach said that track would be perfect for me. So myself & some of my soccer teammates went out for the track team. I loved it. Because I am tall & have long legs, the track coach immediately told me that I would do hurdles. I loved them & did well my freshman year and I did really well in the 300 hurdles my sophomore year. I ended up getting the school record (I still hold it) & I made it to the State meet in that event. I didn't do track my Junior year because I was busy with 2 soccer teams (club & Olympic Development) Looking back, I know I could have made time for track that year.  I didn't do track my Senior year because none of my friends were doing it. I look back and wish I would have done it those 2 years. Ugh.

Sophomore year of soccer:

Sidenote: Our sophomore year of high school all of us on the Varisty Soccer team decided not to shave our legs until we lost. (Our high soccer season in California is in the Winter. It starts in November & ends in March.) We didn't lose a game until our last game of the season. 

EWWWWW!!! Hahahaha!

Senior year of soccer: 

There were 5 of us on the Varsity soccer team & all 5 of us got soccer scholarships to play at Division 1 colleges. We called ourselves the Fab 5 :)

{TWO}

Don't go to the tanning salon & lay out in the sun with baby oil on your skin!!!

Seriously. You were an idiot. You knew that skin cancer runs in your family, but yet, you thought you wouldn't get it? UGH.

So, yes. I was one of those teenagers who loved being tan. I didn't really wear sunscreen & I went the tanning salon, especially before prom so I would be nice and tan. And, I laid out with baby oil on my skin. So dumb. My dad has had tons of skin cancer & so have my aunts & uncles. I knew better. But, I thought since I had more of my mom's coloring & got tan easily that I wouldn't get skin cancer. 

WRONG. 

I have lost count of how many pre-cancerous spots I have had removed & I have had a couple basal cell skin cancers surgically removed. Now I have to go to the dermatologist 2x a year to make sure my skin is okay. Thank goodness I realized the error of my tanning ways several years ago & started taking care of my skin better (Thank you Rodan + Fields) But, I was such an idiot in high school & college. 

Moral of the story? WEAR SUNSCREEN!!!!!

{THREE}

Don't become Senior Class Treasurer your Senior Year.

 Like I mentioned earlier, I was really involved in high school. I was in Leadership and my Junior Year I was one of the Rally Commissioners who planned all the rallys. It was so fun. I decided to run for Senior Class Treasurer. One of my best friends was running for President & one of my soccer teammates was running for Secretary. We all won & one of my friends from youth group won Senior Class Vice President. It was so much fun being a class officer my Senior Year, especially alongside 3 of my good friends. We got to plan tons of activities for our Senior Year, including Homecoming, our Senior Breakfast, Senior Picnic and of course Senior Ball (Prom) Such a fun year. I look back on it with amazing memories.

Well....fast forward to several years after High School Graduation.

I don't know what it's like at other high schools, but at our high school, if you were a Senior Class Officer, you are in charge of planning the High School Reunions!!!!!!!! WHAT?!?! 

No one told me this when I was 17 years old. 

So, when it came time to plan our 10 year reunion, I was the only class officer who still lives locally, so I had to plan it. Kate was a newborn...I was not in the mood to plan a reunion by myself. Luckily other friends who live locally stepped up & helped me plan it & it was a fun night.

Well, now I am still the only local person, so that means I have to plan the 20 year reunion also....which is NEXT YEAR!!!!!

ACK!!!!!!!!! Good thing I like planning parties, but this is a much bigger scale....wish me luck...I am going to need an army of helpers!

My Senior Picture:

 Note to self: Why did you get the "Rachel" haircut your senior year? You couldn't pull it off & it didn't make you look like Jennifer Aniston. LOL!

 Another piece of advice...maybe put on just a little bit of eye make up or mascara for your senior picture. All I have on is lipstick. I wasn't big into doing my own makeup. I'm still not :)

{FOUR}

Don't stress out about having a boyfriend in high school.

Remember when you were 15 years old at church summer camp & you had a crush on one of the camp leaders who was in college? Remember his name was Kevin Larson? Remember when you told one of your best friends that you were going to marry him one day? 

Well, that came true & you just celebrated your 14 year wedding anniversary (yesterday!)

You won't start dating until after college.

So, stop worrying about other high school boys. They aren't worth your time.

{FIVE}

Getting head lice your senior year was one of your most embarrassing moments of your life, but one day you will look back on it & laugh.

Oh, and it won't be THE most embarrassing moment of your life. 

That will happen when you are in your 30's.

THIS will be your most embarrassing moment of your life.

Now, onto the lice story....

It was the afternoon of my Senior Ball (same thing as Senior Prom, but at our high school, Junior Prom was called Prom and Senior Prom was called Senior Ball) 

I went to get my "updo" at a place downtown where everyone got their hair done for prom. After my hair appointment, I had a make up appointment at the mall at the Clinique counter. Because Clinique was my favorite in high school. 

I go to my hair appt & flip through photos of updo's and pick one out.

She starts to comb my hair and then stops. 

Then, she goes to another hair dresser's station and asks the girl to come over. 

They are looking at my scalp. 

Then she says to me "I can't do your hair. You have lice"

OMG.  WHAT?!?!

She said, have you been around little kids lately?

I said, yes...I babysit all the time.

Then it hit me. I realized where I got the lice.

A few weeks prior, I was in Mexico with my church youth group for a Spring Break Missions Trip at an Orphanage near Tijuana. That week, we put on a VBS for the kids at this Orphanage. 

One of the sweet girls there, asked me to give her piggy back rides almost every day. 

Which I did. 

She must have had lice.

Her hair touched my hair every time I gave her a piggy back ride.

OMG.

And she wanted lots of hugs.

See Exhibit A:

Heads are touching. Lice are jumping to my hair.
Side note: Typing this story is making my head itch!!

The hair dresser told me it to go to CVS and get lice shampoo, go home, wash my hair & have my mom get all the lice nits out and then come back to the salon and she would see if she could squeeze me in.

So, I rush out of there and of course see several girls from my high school at the salon & I think they are wondering why I am leaving with a Panicked look on my face & my hair NOT done. 

I get the lice shampoo at CVS (I also bought some make up since I had to cancel my make up appt at Clinique and I didn't have much make up at home. 

Of course I run into one of my friends & her mom at CVS and tell them what happened and pleaded "PLEASE don't tell anyone!!!"

 I drive home in tears. I am mortified.

I got lice. On a mission trip.

I have my mom help me wash my hair. I am still in tears because:

1) I have lice

2) I might not get my up-do for Senior Ball & I can't do my own up-do

3) There is no way I will make it to my make up appointment, so I will be going to my Senior Ball with lice infested hair & a crappy make up job done by myself

I had spent the whole year as a Senior Class Officer planning our Senior Ball & I was showing up as a hot mess.

I spent HOURS and HOURS picking out the venue, picking out the color scheme, designing the invitations & doing ticket sales.

For this 17 year old...Life was over as I knew it.

After we got the lice nits out of my hair, I went back to the hair salon. 

My hairdresser was able to squeeze me in.

The lice & nits were gone. 

I got my up-do done. 

I did my make up on my own. It turned out fine, nothing fancy.

It all worked out.

Here I am that night:

 It ended up being a great Senior Ball, despite the craziness that happened getting ready for it!

And,.....Seriously, if you need another laugh, you need to read about my most embarrassing moment EVER HERE. The lice story is NOTHING compared to that one!

So, there you have it.......5 pieces of advice I would give to my High School Self!

What advice would you give your high school self?