The Guy You Should Always Sit Next To. Unless You’re At A Funeral

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This week may be a bit more “happening” on this here blog. I’m gonna be hanging out with all the cool peeps at The SITS Girls for a fun little blogging event called “Fall Back Into Blogging.” There is a different prompt/theme each day this week and all the cool kids are gonna be talking about the same sort of stuff collectively.

So if you are here from SITS Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! If you don’t know what SITS is, go cruise the website and find out why they are the coolest ever.

Alright. So, today’s theme is Back To School. I just shared my Best Worst First Day Of School a week ago. I talk about nervy diarrhea and meeting my sister-in-law. It’s a gasser. And that word was unfortunately too proximate with diarrhea. My apologies.

I’m not talking about my nervous colon today so don’t leave just yet. But I am going to confess something I probably should have told you before…

I was…homeschooled…for a while. *Cough* movingon.

Eventually my mom gave up her struggle to organize her wild batch of hoodlums at home and started a private Christian school. It was her way of farming us out while keeping ultimate control. My mom’s genius.

I had my mom as teacher for several years after the school started. I got in trouble A LOT. I mostly got in trouble for giggling, causing others to giggle, or trying to get my mom to giggle.

“Hillary Jean! You may step outside the classroom and wait for me there.” That would stop my smile faster than diarrhea. Woops! Didn’t mean to say that.

I didn’t get into trouble if I sat next to a good student. I hated when mom would move me next to a really studious kid. It was the worst. I’d sit there cracking jokes, trying to see if they were human, and they would inch further away from me. Like I stank.

Throughout the years I always managed to sit next to another funny kid. There are three funny boys that made my days in school bearable. No, fun. I wanna say a quick thanks to these gentlemen who fueled my laugher and made me smile.

Boy #1: Thanks for taking those two hours to surreptitiously tie my shoelaces to the desk. I pretended not to notice what you were doing between history and spelling, but I didn’t want to ruin your fun. Plus, I wanted to see if I would really fall once I stood up.

I did, and we got the whole class to laugh. Classic. Thanks for that. Also, thanks for calling me “Wench” once we got into junior high. It never failed to make me laugh, and it still does.

Boy #2: Thanks for being the one bright spot in Mrs. Drews’ computer class. While I was the solitary upper-classman in a class of lowly freshmen you managed to get me kicked out multiple times for laughing. I had no idea why you made me practically cry with laughter, but now it’s all so clear.

You married my future bestie! No wonder I loved you ????

Boy #3: You were the worst of them all. I would giggle as soon as the door opened and your porcupine head turned to find me. You’d smile a sheepish grin and we would settle in for our hour of flirting. I didn’t know then that it was flirting. I thought you were just another of the boys that would make class a little more fun. But you made me laugh so much that I fell in love with you. I just didn’t notice cause I was laughing so hard.

You see, the people you sit next to in class matter. They matter a lot. You might just meet your husband and your best friend’s husband. You never know what’s possible when you’re looking for laughter….Come to think of it, I better figure out who Coco’s sitting next to…

Too see more of these terribly awkward photos check out this post ????

What kind of people did you sit next to? Were you a goof? A sleeper? A studier?

16 thoughts on “The Guy You Should Always Sit Next To. Unless You’re At A Funeral

  1. hilljean

    I was part of a giggle fest too. I just couldn’t help it. Even today…because life is funny!

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  2. hilljean

    Amen! I totally fell in love with my husband because he made me laugh. I am sure you served a great purpose in bringing joy to others through your humor! THank you for stopping by ????

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  3. hilljean

    I didn’t sit next to that many funny people. I wish I had been sitting next to some of the people you got to.

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  4. hilljean

    Because our homerooms were arranged alphabetically, I sat behind the same guy for years. He made me a tape. The Police.

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  5. hilljean

    Oh man. If I look back and see the guys I was flirting with back then…dear lord. I am lucky I didn’t marry one of them, but that is so exciting that you did! I was probably a crazy kid and no guy would have liked me…it’s ok…its the truth. Anyways, I am a new follower and I can’t wait to see what else you post!

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  6. hilljean

    Thank you! The class clowns were indeed the guys that made it all so much fun! I’m so glad I got to marry one ????

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  7. hilljean

    Oh school days. school days…I WISH I could have found funny people to sit next to, but there were none. That I can remember, anyway. lol

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  8. hilljean

    I sat in front of the same quiet boys every year in High school. Alphabetical order …
    I didn’t like high school I think because I was two quiet. I do talk now. Personally I think homeschooling is the best option.

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  9. hilljean

    What a great blog you have here! This ode to the boys of your school years is so adorable that it makes me wish my kids had clever class clowns to contend with! Those guys were what i looked forward to each day at school.

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  10. hilljean

    I think homeschooling is definitely a good option for many families. I didn’t like it very much but I think it was because we were just a very wild bunch. We did better in a classroom setting with lots of people around.

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  11. hilljean

    Oh thanks so much! I didn’t really flirt on purpose…when I tried to flirt I failed. But if I just wanted to goof off things got pretty intense lol

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  12. hilljean

    Funny is number one criteria for friendship, dating (for my single friends), and sitting next to church with! LOL Here from SITS…LOVED it, I was the class clown, so you made me feel like I had a purpose! great writing!

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