Bruised Tailbones, College, and Unexpected Princess: The Summary of My Past 2 Weeks.

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These past 2 weeks have been quite the interesting mix of events. I’ll start with last week. Grab some peanut butter and bread because this post is jam packed!

September 8th – September 12th

Tuesday: The whole week started when I woke up on Tuesday not feeling my best, but since I am quite the trooper (and by that I mean that my personal finance teacher would have hated me if I missed another day) I went about my day. After getting ready I started to pack my lunch and the last thing I remember was opening our pantry to get Cheez-Its, then I proceeded to black out. I used to black out a lot, but I thought I’d got it under control. One of the problems in life I have is that I don’t take very good care of myself when I’m sick. I’ll learn one day when I die from it, probably. Well, when I fell i landed straight on my butt and the whole day was literally a pain in the ass. I ended up bruising my tailbone. So if you’ve seen me around school with a pillow it’s because sitting is very painful.

Friday: On Friday night I attended my final speech and debate lock-in. This was the my first big “last” of senior year. But of course something had to go wrong for me. I lost my voice. To anyone else that might be okay, but I am president of the SPEECH team. That means all I do is talk and no one wants to sound like a 68 year old chain smoker when she’s supposed to perform her duo in front of the whole team. Well I did and it went fine. I’m very thankful I could have a duo partner as great as my sister, she made duo a little less painful for me over the years and for that I am forever grateful. Our lock-in went from 9pm to 2am which is just a horrific time to have any school function, but I’m so glad I got to spend my last lock in with my fantastic senior class.

Saturday: When the lock-in ended at 2am some of the seniors decided we were hungry and where is the only quality place open at that early hour? Waffle House. After going and eating waffles in our suits and having conversations with many drunk couples we all parted ways and finally hit the hay. I slept from 4am to 1pm and then napped from 2pm to 6pm. I was conscious for one hour of daylight, I was both proud and disgusted with myself.

September 14th to September 18th

(the only relevant things happened Wednesday to Friday so we’ll skip the first 2 days.)

Wednesday: While sitting in my debate class we were given a link to vote for homecoming court, something which I was never a huge advocate for since I always thought it was a popularity contest. Our speech and debate team likes to do this thing where we all push for one person on our team and our goal for this organized school function was to push Ari and Brandon to the top of the court. Here’s the catch, you have to nominate 2 people. Since no one could think of a second girl some of us put “Hilary Clinton” and some of us put “Brailey Gerke” a butchered version of mine and Brooke’s names together. Well to everyone’s surprise Hilary didn’t make it, but I did. While I was thrilled I had a nervous thought that said, “Shit, I might have to actually go to a football game.” I’m a senior and high school and I’ve been to a total of 2 football games, it’s just not my scene and I don’t understand why the student section doesn’t wear our school colors. I thought about not telling my mom, but she was subbing in the nurses office that day and heard it. 10 girls were nominated and 6 girls would be voted on to the court on friday.

Thursday: We had our personal finance interviews, which is essentially a mock interview where random adults come in and pretend like they are going to hire you for their company. Here’s one thing I learned: You’re only relevant in the world if you’re planning to be a cop, a medical profession, or a business major. Those kids got to go into interviews with only 10 minutes of waiting, but me a technical theatre major had to wait 1 hour. I ended up interviewing with a very clueless lady who loved theatre, needless to say I got the job and the only perfect score in my class.

Friday: The day of homecoming court voting. I reminded people to vote, but didn’t push too much. While taking my math quiz over factoring the announcements came on and my name was on the senior princess list. I kept telling everyone that the only reason I wanted to win was so I could be popular again for a day, but to my surprise the regular “popular” girls who are usually on the court didn’t make it. I am so pleased with this years court. Every girl is such a genuine human and are all diverse. Also, I am very thankful I get to share this experience with one of my best friends, Harper. And also over half of our senior forensics class was nominated and I can’t wait to take on hoco week with them. When I got home from school an envelope was waiting for me on the counter. I got accepted to one of my top colleges, Rockhurst University! I was also awarded the highest academic scholarship. I haven’t decided on a college yet, but I can’t wait to visit! I’M GROWING UP! On Friday night we had our speech and debate fundraiser, Comedy City. It was a funny improv show and the turn out reminded me on how rewarding it is to be the president of such a great program. Friday was the best day I’ve had in awhile.

I’ll keep you posted on what I gain from being princess. Look out for that blog post because I’m sure it’ll be an interesting one! And that’s what you missed in My Bailey Life.

A Little Less Cool Than Dog with a Blog.

We all get to that weird point in life where we want to try new things. Some of us audition for a play or musical. Some of us try a new sport. But since my motivation to publicly do anything is minimum to none, I have created this blog. I’m a very nostalgic person in the sense that I can’t wait to look back and reflect on how dumb and ridiculous senior year Bailey was. You’ll come to find that I don’t do a lot, but I do think a lot. Feel free to keep updated on my thoughts about life, current events, school, and maybe even you. Be cautious of my severe bluntness and incredible sense of humor. Welcome to My Bailey Life.