I was at my mom’s house for Easter and she had cleared out my old room for a guest room. All of my nostalgic crap from high school and growing up was thrown in an attic room. I went into that attic room and grabbed a box of old memories. I have been going through the box and its really interesting. I haven’t looked at some of that stuff in a looong time. I feel like everything I thought was cool should have been a private guilty pleasure… But the main thing that caught my attention was all the old mix tapes from my high school girlfriend. I haven’t thought about her in a long while. I was a freshman and she was a senior. I know what you are thinking, “Wow, Beehner… she must have been a nerd!” Wrong! I was, in fact, a huge stud.
Anyway, we dated for I think about 3 years. So obviously we made each other a million mix tapes. I was listening to some of them while I was cleaning and all I can say is, “wow.” We were kinda dumb. First of all, and I am not just making fun of her (I actually always kept a copy of any mix I made for her so I have those, too), we had certain songs that are on every single mix!! And I am not talking about “Lost in Love” or “Can’t Smile without you” or any other acceptable love song. Those songs are actually not on any of the mixes. No, we liked to put 311 on every mix and “She Don’t Use Jelly” on every mix. Each mix pretty much consists of the same songs and maybe 6 or 7 new ones. I was very romantic in high school. Here are just some of the songs that I put on mixes for her: “Detachable Penis,” “DateRape,” “At a Medium Pace,” “The Penis Song,” and “Hangin’ Tough” (I assume that one was a joke). Pretty cool. I am not going to make fun of her, but I will just point out that I think some of the choices for songs she put on a mix she made for me for our 33 week anniversary are… interesting. “Regulators,” “Fuck and Run,” “Talk Dirty To Me,” and “She Thinks His Name is John.” That last song is a really old song by Reba McEntire about a girl that slept with so many guys and eventually got AIDS. She doesn’t know who it was that gave her AIDS, but she thinks his name was John. I miss high school.
Well, I am heading out of town for a while tomorrow. Please keep signing my guestbook. It’s great to hear from you. Actually, an old high school/ gradeschool friend signed my guest book recently, but I can’t contact him cause I don’t know his email. So email me also if you want to keep in touch. Thanks for reading, everyone.