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I tried for the life of me to remember my 6th grade year and crushes. But apparently 6th grade was rather tragic for me. I was the youngest in my school and I didn't know where anything was. BUT I am sure I had them. Because every year I was in school there was always a boy I liked. That's how I got through the year.
I do remember eighth grade though. Taylor. And NO, not Taylor Lautner...As if. I don't think he was even conceived when I was 14. My friend Nicole used to hang out at Taylor's place. She invited me over to meet him. Well, later that evening I get a call from Nicole.
"Uh, Alexes? Yeah. Taylor is going to be calling you later."
"Taylor. That guy we were hanging out with. He likes you."
"Uh, ok. Thanks Nicole."
Taylor did call me later. I flipped. My stomach was edgy and nervous. He wanted to see me. I told him he could meet me at my brother's T-ball game at the elementary school. He did. We talked. We flirted. We hung out.We did this all with my grandparent's in the stands. I was somewhat embarrassed when he put his arm around me. (For a slight second, not for long or anything.) I don't know...I was all nerves.
Well, Taylor and I dated for about 4 weeks. (Which is probably about a year in middle school life.) :) All the while, my friend threatened to kick my butt if she saw me in school. Because she LIKED Taylor. SIGH. I was on top of the world for 4 weeks when I was not in school, because a 9th grader liked me.
I remember driving by some boy's house on my bike and in a car (once I got my license) and sitting in front of my crush's house and seeing if he would come out. If I knocked on my crush's door that would be the end of me.
I had no confidence back then.
And now? I have TONS of confidence. I know who I am and what I stand for. I am beautiful. I am funny.
I am me. And you know what?
My 11 year old daughter is just like me. Not the me I was like WAY back when. The me I am now. The confident me.
Yeah. I'm in trouble. I can see it already. Teen Years. How many boys can I date on a Friday night again Mom?
I can't wait. UGH.