Want to read about in detail some of the craziest things I did in high school? Sure you do! I came across an old list I had made, by the way. So all of this is not from the top of my head at 2 in the morning.
Ninth Grade
At lunch, when it got warm enough to sit outside, I would stand up on the picnic tables, and sing and dance. Some people were amused. Most people thought I was retarded. I did it anyway, even though my friends disowned me. Those friendships were pretty shallow back then. Now I know Beth would be dancing with me...well, she better haha.
One time, my friend Holly let me have her pudding cup, and I ate the entire thing sensuously with my tongue, aimed at Beth's then boyfriend, the infamous Garrett. He was incredibly uncomfortable, but everybody else was amused...and somewhat put off.
After school on day, Beth and I were walking down the stairs, and I came across a random lunch tray just laying them. There was slaw on the lunch tray. So, being fourteen, I punted it against the wall, much to Beth's amusement. Later, I found out that she...well, I won't reveal that, haha.
The week of Valentines Day, we were given the option to send out Valentines to whoever we wanted to be delivered on that Friday. I bought multiple ones, signed them as 'your secret admirer', (foolishly) put my phone number on them, and sent them to four guys on the men's basketball team...and Garrett haha
I had Creative Writing my second semester, so prompted by a book, I created the story of Toxic, which was fictional, but used the same people in my life, and twisted actual happenings in my life. It became a cult classic and some if it can now be read still on my myspace blog, if you go far enough back in its archives.
Tenth Grade
This was apparently a kind of uneventful year, but on the first day, I took it upon myself to harass freshmen. Stealing a line from Mean Girls, I went up to one and said "You're really pretty." He just nodded. "So you agree?" He nodded again. "You think you're really pretty?" He was sort of bewildered. My friends thought it was funny. I could still point out that freshman during my senior year.
We had a carnival that year, and at the time, Beth was dating a complete gonchhole who was being incredibly immature and annoying. Beth and others were manning the "Pie a Teacher in the face" booth, so I stole a pie and pied her boyfriend in the face. Garrett, who was also constantly harassed by this boy, followed up with another pie. It was a beautiful moment.
Every year at our school, there was Winter Ball. I didn't go during ninth grade, but decided that I was gonna go during tenth, but not tell anyone. Actually, I had to tell Katie and Alex, 'cause I had lunch with them and that's when the Winter Ball tickets were sold, but I didn't tell Beth. Come Winter Ball, I showed up late and to everybody's surprise. Then danced like a maniac, using my shawl as a tool to lure people in. Those who have been to Club Chanelle, it was similar to how I use my scarf.
This time on Valentines Day, we had the option to buy song-a-grams for people. So Katie and I chipped it to buy a song-a-gram for our beloved Garrett. The song we chose to be sung to him? Pretty Woman. He was mortified. I was congratulated on it a few times, haha.
Eleventh Grade
Randomly in Boulton's class, Beth started singing the song "Get It" by the Ying Yang Twins, but added weird sound effects to it. So it went like this: "Get it, girl. Bum bum. Ding ding. Wikki wikki." So her, Alex, and I got the bright idea to perform that version in the middle of class. We used the pencil sharpener as one of our instruments. Boulton got mad and threatened to kick us out of the room and write us up, haha.
Speaking of Boulton's class, I was a generally disturbance, since I sat in between two of my closest friends, so I was forever getting called out by him in that class. So one day, I made it my mission to see how many times I could get called out by him in one day. I made it to three until he caught up and got mad.
Okay, his class was just crazy. In one of the history books, someone had created a game where you started at the beginning, and you were told to turn to certain pages. On each page, there was something funny made using the pictures in the book. So Beth and I decided to create our own "history book game", which was hilarious, but highly inappropriate. We had a ball showing it to other people, until Boulton caught it. Not us, but the book. He then lectured both of his classes about defiling history books.
After school one day, I decided to sit on top of Beth's jeep and yell out random things, like some drunken and crazy hobo to everyone in the student parking lot. That was kind of crazy.
On club picture day, Katie and I decided to crash as many club pictures as we possibly could. So if you have a yearbook from the 2005-2006 school year at Southwest, you'll see my image in a bunch of clubs that I was not a member of. Ironically, I was in the Spanish Club, but not in the picture, because they did that one over.
One day after school, Beth and I used aluminum foil to make "grillz", blasted rap music, and rode around the school parking lot, like gangstas.
I also wrote a funny musical about my 11th grade year.
In AP English, we had to do a project on aphorisms, which are wise little sayings, and present them in a clever way with a theme. Being the controversial person I am, I did mine on sex aphorisms. How did I present them? In a box labeled "aphoraga." Get it? C'mon, you have to get it. Hiller loved it.
Apparently, I'd spurt out "Yo soy muy attractiva!" random times during my H Spanish 4 class.
Last period, second semester, I had class in the quads, which were pretty much just upgraded trailers that had four classrooms each in them. I had AP Stats that semester and Mr. Parker always let us go outside to do our work. In the quad right next to us, Beth had French, and the window would always be open. So when we were outside, I'd talk to her secretly through the window, and at some points, sneak in through the window.
At Katie's birthday party, I sang a great and seductive rendition of "Don'tcha" by the Pussycat Dolls, dedicated to Katie's boyfriend.
Twelfth Grade
First semester, early in the school year, I used my jacket as a cape and claimed to be "Super Chanelle." I ran through the cafeteria like a superhero (retard haha), and acted like I was saving people from hunger. The people at my lunch table thought it was funny. Beth thought it was so funny that she spewed her Cheerwine all over Meaghan, haha.
When Beth began hanging out/dating rednecks (haha), I wrote a rap called "Black Redneck" and performed it constantly for a month. People would always request it. Second semester, Beth and I tried out for the talent show using it. And we made it, somehow. And performed, offended black people from Andrews, and go booed, but also cheered.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WuydA1qxWOM - The first (and most famous) verse of the rap, performed live.
In AP English 12, we had to do a advertising project, based on 1984. The ad I picked was one for tampons. So for my presentation, I created a personified tampon, known as "Mr. Tampon", which was a tampon with a smiley face on it, that I held as I presented my project.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRzpI8o70k0 - Mr. Tampon on the Beth and Chanelle show.
On one of the colder days, Beth brought a blanket to school. So during leadership class and lunch, we bundled it up to make it look like a baby, and carried it like one around the cafeteria, showing our principal, among others. That night, I had a basketball game, and inspired by our earlier antics, Meaghan brought a real baby doll with her. So I carried it around like it was real child into the gym, and as I walked by the cheerleaders (who were cooing at what they thought was a real baby), I pretended to drop it. Ha, that was classic.
Beth and I created this elaborate "hoax" of sorts, revolving around what we called "embodiments." The main one was Butch, and we used her name all the time, and talked about her as if she was a real person. When people began questioning "Who is Butch?", we would simply answer "an embodiment." To this day, no one really knows the deal about Butch. Except, Beth and I...and well, a lot of others now, haha.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=114291591 - Butch's myspace.
Beth's sister had a pair of reindeer antlers from some Christmas program that she was in, so Beth brought them to school, and we would take turns wearing them throughout the day, just for kicks.
For prom, I concocted a mixture of two large energy drinks, and one caffeinated soda to create a highly caffeinated drink to consume entirely that night. Due to unfortunate circumstances, I only had about a fourth of it, but I was still incredibly hyper.
The last day of school (for seniors), my mom let me drive her Infiniti QX4, FINALLY, with the awesome sound system, so I burned a mix, and Beth and I danced to the loud music in the parking lot for about 20 minutes before school started. Everyone was there early because it was also senior project day for half of the seniors, so they saw Beth dancing on top of her jeep and stuff.
For Senior Switch day, I switched places with our student resource officer. I went around with handcuffs and arrested everyone, including teachers. It was nifty.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WXASz5l_OxY - Me arresting people.
Also, Beth was able to still fit into her locker from 9th grade, so she sat in it before the final bell rang, then pretended to be stuck as everyone filed into the hallway. Multiple people believed us and tried to help her out. haha
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wYIzk0mFRvU - Beth in the locker.
For old times sake, Beth and I bought a container of slaw from Chick Fil-A, and I did the exact same thing that I did in ninth grade, haha. Horrible of us, I know, but it was worth the laugh between the two of us.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmVp_qxEkfA - Return of the slaw.
Man, there were so many other completely crazy things that we did. Like period capers, when we took a pad and tampon, but ketchup on it, then stuck them to our friend's truck when he was in the movies. He still doesn't know it was us that did it, haha. Or when we got kicked out of WalMart - there's a vide of that on facebook and youtube, too.
I should attempt to go to bed now, instead of giving into my insomnia.
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