9th grade was my triumphant year as a person who "participated" in the game of school. It was also my last year of "participation", which is a story for another day. I wanted to be an AWESOME STUDENT, so I PARTICIPATED in MANY THINGS! My goal was to make it onto as many pages of the yearbook as possible.

I was on quite a few, but I knew I was pushing it when I got on the 4-H officer page without actually knowing anything about farming. (My apologies to farmers everywhere for this sacrilege). The photo above is from the student council page of my 9th grade yearbook. Of course, I'm not posting to humble-brag about how incredibly awesome and good-looking I was...that should be obvious! (I mean, seriously, look at the sweater I was rocking in my "swearing in" photo...and consider the fact that, while wearing the tuxedo on the opposite page, I was also wearing a brand new, white-as-snow pair of Nikes, because I couldn't dance in the dress shoes). But I digress...