‘member that time when my family and i were at a get-together with families from our old church and hadn’t seen all the girls in a while? and ‘member how i felt like they didn’t want to play with me, but really they were just talking about stuff i didn’t know about because i didn’t go to their church anymore? and ‘member how i went and hid in a room behind a projector screen and no one came looking for me and how that made me feel even worse about myself?

so ‘member how i cried in the car ride home and told my mom how all the church girls were mean to me and they didn’t want to play so i hid from them?

and she was all like, “lisagrace, sometimes you have to be a friend to have friends.”

yeah, i’m totally gonna use that on my kids.

[it’s ‘member that time monday at the van voorst‘s blog!]

‘member that time i found a bunch of pictures of myself in my “file?” they were the sheets of pictures you get from the picture place, with like a million pictures on one page.

‘member how i looked at those pictures and realized that best thing to do with them was to give them to my friends. because, really, wouldn’t YOU want a series of 10 or so pictures of lisagrace through the ages? especially when you were 9?

so i cut the pictures out, put them in chronological order, made little envelopes for them and gave them out like candy. ‘member how everyone was so excited to see mex10?

yeah. i was the most thoughtful kid ever.

[it’s ‘member that time monday at the van voorst‘s blog!]

‘member that time when i was a senior in high school and it was homecoming week? and remember how a bunch of people were all like, “hey, i voted for you to be on homecoming court.” and remember how my friend sara took me home from work late at night and we saw that my house was toilet-papered and it was totally like a sure sign that i was on homecoming court? and she was all like, “omg, you’re totally on homecoming court!” and i was like, “i don’t know…but ok.”

and then remember the next at school i realized that the night that they tp-ed peoples houses and told them they were on the court was that night, not last night and that i was for sure not going to be the next miss united states of america homecoming queen?

and plus, it was actually my sophomore brother who got tp-ed, not even me.

having siblings is confusing.

[it’s ‘member that time monday at the van voorst‘s blog!]

‘member that time when i was in eight grade? and remember how i was kind-of cool in the eighth grade hallway and lunchroom, but the seventh graders that rode my bus still generally hated me?

and remember how i was sitting by myself on the bus and the seventh grade girls behind me were all like, “hey, your hair looks really cute today.” and i was like, “thank you, i did these pigtails myself.” and they giggled?

and then, remember how i got home after walking home from my bus stop i found an eaten sucker stick stuck in my hair? and how it took me like three hours to figure out that they had probably put the sucker stick in my hair. because really, who would even be that mean?

yeah, that probably never happened.

[it’s ‘member that time monday at the van voorst‘s blog!]

ps: just so you know, i totally have a good sense of humor about this kind-of stuff. i actually do think this is funny! so, consider this my permission to laugh at my own misfortunes! : )

[this is my own rendition of paige‘s ‘member that time posts, i’m always trying to be like my idol]

one time, i was with my friends at a hotel in minneapolis. and i had to pee, but i didn’t because i was having too much fun. and then we decided to go get snacks at the vending machine. and my friend jessie made me laugh so hard that i fell on the floor and got in the fetal position and couldn’t stop laughing. then i peed right there on the hotel hallway floor.

but hey, i was only like, 16 or something.

‘member that time when i signed my own yearbook? and remember how all i wrote to myself in eighth grade was:
Hey Hun
-LisaGrace
and remember how someone else a bunch of other girls also wrote “hey hun” but some of them spelled it “hon” and so i changed my totally original signature from “hey hun” to “hey hon” halfway through the yearbook signing sess?

and remember how at the beginning of that year, i forgot about school picture day and this is what i looked like on school picture day?

but remember how despite my awkward school picture [or maybe because of the picture] i still was popular enough to get voted “funniest girl” in the whole eighth grade?!?

that’s right people, out of 367 kids, i was voted funniest. eat it.

this blog is linked to my hilarious friend paige’s blog here.