My best friend Zoe aka “Charlotte” wrote a post on her blog, New Yorke Cherie, about high school which totally inspired me to write another post about my high school experience. Zoe has been my best friend since eighth grade, along with some other close friends I kept in contact with. I’ve already talked about my past boyfriends but what I haven’t spent too much time on was my friends, our parties, and school, which of course are topics that should be discussed. My parents were always really harsh. I was grounded almost every month when I was slacking a bit but it ended up in my favor when I went to my dream school. They would ground me for anything below an A on a report card, any night I satyed out later than curfew, and anytime I acted in any way rude to them.
My friend’s parents were a whole different story. All of them didn’t care if they stayed out until three in the morning and some won’t even care if we drank. Of course I managed to make sure I slept over at their houses every Saturday night instead of going back home. For the most part, my friends were all crazy and fun but in the end great friends. The cliques at my school were very defined but there wasn’t really a popular group. There were just many cliques. The nerdy smart kids, the pot heads, the sluts, and then my group which kind of was in the middle of it all. There were many girls in our ‘clique’ but of course I had the ones I was closest too, like “Charlotte” and two others.
The parties were insane. We would do things I still consider pretty crazy in my twenties. We always knew someone who knew someone who got us into all the award show after-parties, club openings, celebrity parties, and benefits. I personally think that this sort of life worked out completely well for me. I didn’t end up with any kind of disorders, although many of my friends did, and I didn’t end up spoiled. I am so thankful to have lived in New York and had the oppertunities I have had. My dad came from a lower class family and had to work his way up and that really gave me, personally, a great deal of aspiration within myself. The school was the most important and then came the parties and you have never seen a party until you see a New York City penthouse party. These parties consisted of not only music, booze, and boys, but the hottest djs, the most gorgeous outfits, that by the end of the night, would be ruined, and after-parties in Union Square or Central Park.
Well I admit it was one hectic life but atleast I turned out okay… I guess. 😀