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from tom-boy to now
Sunday. 12.5.10 8:19 pm
So, let me tell you how I went from being a 100% tomboy to the semi-girlie girlie/semi-tomboy I am today.

From the time I can remember my brother and I competed with each other. For example, who could throw the farthest, who could run the fastest, who could spit the farthest, etc. Are you seeing a trend here? They were all guy things. And my dad nurtured this competitive atmosphere between my older brother and myself. When I was five years old I ran my first 5K and finished first in the 14 and under age division. By the time I was 12, my dad and I had ran 5K�s (I have forgotten how many, that�s how many I have ran), played baseball, swam in competition swim meets (breaking county records in free-style), banged up my go-kart (actually demolished it into a tree in our yard�mom�s nightmare), crashed my mini-bike sevvvveeerrrallll times, and built a dirt-box derby car with my dad.

Then I turned 13. My mom had seen enough of her daughter being her second son. I came home from school one day and walked into my bedroom. It was painted lavendar with huge soft yellow stripes going down the walls. The one wall that slanted was yellow, with lavendar polka dots. It was actually pretty cool looking. But girlie. Then, I opened my armoire and screamed! No boy jeans. No plaid flannel shirts. In their sacred places hung, gulp, little skirts from Aeropostale. Tops to match the skirts. Girlie shoes. I about fainted. Then I looked at my dresser�make-up! Okay, I could play with that.

So, I trudged onto the school bus the next morning in my girlie clothes and by that night our phone didn�t stop ringing with boys wanting to talk to me. Dad�s nightmare! That next year I was a Cheerleader, homecoming princess nominee, and well on my way to converting to the world of girls!

Okay, so now it's time to tell me something about you!

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5 Comments.


Wow, your mom didn't believe in gradual transitions, did she?

I considered myself a tomboy in elementary school, but I wasn't really one. I played with Barbies way too much to be for real.
» randomjunk on 2010-12-05 08:56:54

hahaha!
I know. She was pretty brutal! She would buy me barbie dolls too, but I would always run outside with my brother's presents: baseball mit, football, soccer ball. I just wasn't very girlie!
» hallie-mae on 2010-12-05 08:58:42

gramm's double dipped sugar cookies? sign me up please.
» Amelie on 2010-12-05 10:26:07

:)
» hallie-mae on 2010-12-06 12:12:31

holy cow! Your mom was harsh. My mom "accidentally" enrolled me in a jazz dance class instead of gymnastics (I think she just didn't want to drive over to the rec center twice, and my sister was taking jazz dance). I was really mad. I took the jazz dance class, but then I immediately quit. Later on I figured out that I liked dancing, but it had to be on my own terms. :P
» Zanzibar on 2010-12-07 01:11:00

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