The teenage years... 13

Well the next couple of years for me were really hard. I had a difficult time in middle school. It was hard for me to figure out where I belonged and to find friends that I felt were real. I felt a lot of betrayal from my "friends". I would NEVER want to relive these years. I think my saving grace was a great group of friends that I met through swimming. Unfortunately all of them went to a different and school and most of them were a year younger than me but I loved those girls. I always felt that I could be myself around them. There was no need to impress them. I even tried to convince my parents to let me go to a different high school so I could be in school with them. Well them and... my first boyfriend. Somehow I ended up "going out" with this boy. Well, really we only were going out because of a truth or dare game played with my swimming friends. We were both very shy around each other for a very long time. But I must say we "went out" from 7th grade until I was a sophomore in high school. I even went to his junior prom. I know that is all very hard to believe when you look at this lovely picture from 1993. This was my "night" look. Probably just finished swim practice, icing my darn shoulders, and eating reheated dinner in my robe. We went to Lake McConaughy, Nebraska for our annual water skiing trip. Here all the girls are, lined up but not according to age. Notice the slight tan we got while spending time at the lake. We had a great time catching frogs this year. I'm pretty sure that it rained at least one of the nights. We had rented trailers to stay in too instead of camping.