My Life in the Early 2000’s

My 6th grade yearbook.

It was the best of times, and it was the worst of times. 2000-2005 is probably one of the most prominent periods in my life. It’s funny because as an adult, 5 years seems like nothing. It literally goes by in the blink of an eye. However, this particular half-decade seems like it waged on forever. I definitely think a lot of things that happened helped shape my life and the person I am today.

▪ I spent tons of time at the skating rink. I always took my own rollerblades along because I preferred them to traditional skates.

▪ I also loved to ride my bike around the neighborhood a lot.

▪ I was in middle school during most of this time, in which I would get my first set of failing grades.

▪ My favorite movie in 2000 was The Craft (even though it actually came out in ’96). I began to take an interest in and started studying Wicca in 6th grade. I remember I had a sleepover for my birthday that year, and my friends and I were trying to cast spells. lol

▪ I got in a fight in the girls locker room when I was in 7th grade. She managed to slam my head into the locker, but I still got in a hit and a good kick to the stomach. She ended up crying. The school was going to suspend me for a week, but my mom talked them into giving me Saturday school instead. Guess who else had Saturday school that week? The girl’s sister that I was fighting with. She was older and much bigger than me and she was trying to intimidate me the whole time.

▪ Me and that girl actually became friends a little while after that. We went to the mall one day and she taught me how to shoplift. I did it a few times, but I stopped because I was always paranoid I would get caught.

Left: 6th grade (age 10, about to turn 11). 1999-2000
Center: 7th grade (age 11, about to turn 12). 2000-2001
Right: 2nd 8th grade year (age 13, about to turn 14). 2002-2003

▪ I started smoking cigarettes when I was 12. I mostly did it just to look cool because a lot of the other kids were doing it. Plus, the rebellious side in me got a rush from doing something I wasn’t supposed to. I would smoke here and there over the years, but thankfully it’s not a habit that I ever picked up full time.

▪ I was in 8th grade when the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks happened. We were sent home from school that day, but nobody would tell us why or what was going on. I found out when I got home and turned the news on.

▪ I became a teenager. I turned 13 in November of 2001, and then I had my first period the day after.

▪ When I was 13, we took in my kitty Chloe. (She’s about to be 17 now!)

▪ We got our first computer (and internet) in my house in early 2002. I would spend all of my spare time on it. Especially in chat rooms and on AIM and MSN messenger. I also spent a lot of time on forums.

▪ I had a few best friends that I was super close to. We spent almost every day together. Unfortunately, it wouldn’t last. To this day, I’ve never been as close to anyone else (relatives excluded) as I was to them.

▪ I was heavily bullied all throughout middle school, but 8th grade was the worst. To sum things up, I was told that I was ugly and nobody would ever want to date me. My bullies got a popular guy to ask me out as a joke, and then they all laughed at me. They would also constantly throw things at me in class. My mom went to the school numerous times but nothing was never done. I even stopped going to lunch every day as a way to avoid them. I would just stay in the classroom by myself.

▪ Because of the bullying, I would sometimes skip class and skip school altogether. One day I skipped school with this girl and boy I knew, and that was the first time I ever smoked weed.

▪ The bullies somehow managed to turn all of my friends against me. I still don’t know exactly how, but one of my friends cornered me in the hallway one day and was pushing me and acting like she was going to fight me. She was screaming at me to keep my mouth shut and stop saying things about her. I was so hurt and confused because I had never said anything about her or any of my friends, so I can only assume the bullies made this up and planted it in their heads. I was friendless from that point on.

▪ One day after getting off the bus, one of my former friends started yelling at me and trying to act tough in front of the group of other kids. I was pissed and just lost it, so I walked over and gave her a side-hook right in the jaw. Then this other girl (who had nothing to do with the dispute and was three times my size) ran over and punched me dead in the nose. Blood started gushing everywhere! It was all over my hands and my coat. I ran home and was so distraught that I couldn’t even open the door, so I just dropped to my knees and started pounding against the door. To this day, I still remember the look on my mom’s face when she opened the door and saw me on the ground with blood spewing out of my face.

▪I began cutting myself and even thought about suicide. I spilled my guts to the school counselor one day when I was really upset and scared to go to class, and the school called my mom and made her take me to the hospital for a psychiatric evaluation. (A year later we had to do the same thing). The hospital didn’t think I was a big enough risk, so they released me. However, they recommended my mom sign me up for therapy, which she did.

▪ I saw a therapist for a while, and I was also put on anti-depressant medications. (Zoloft and then later Prozac).

▪ Due to all of this happening, I would get terrible anxiety whenever I would leave my house.

▪ Watching new episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer each week was the only thing I remember looking forward to.

▪ I ended up failing 8th grade. The only way I could move on to high school was if I went to  summer school. That meant that I would have to give up my trip to Florida that had already been planned. I was devastated. My mom and I talked it over and she asked me what I wanted to do. I had my heart set on that vacation and I deserved it after everything I had went through. As much as I hated school, I decided that I would just be held back in the 8th grade.

▪ My parents talked it over and decided that it would be best for me to transfer schools. I ended up going to the school where my dad lived, but in order to do so I had to go live with him. I still got to stay at my mom’s on weekends, but it was a rough transition at first. At that point, my dad had no computer or internet at his house, and I was depressed to the point of tears every day because I missed my mom, my room at my mom’s, and of course I really missed my cat.

▪ I started out my second 8th grade year at a new school, and it was also not a good transition. I was not bullied like I was at my old school, but it was still a very lonely time. I had no friends and sat by myself at lunch every day. I literally remember being the only person in the entire cafeteria that was sitting alone.

▪ Although I was held back, it was actually only supposed to be for the first semester. After Winter break, I was supposed to be moved up to 9th grade and go to the high school. However, the principal called my parents and had a talk with them. He said my grades were good (I was on honor roll), but he said I wasn’t socially mature enough yet for high school. I was absolutely devastated!

▪ I started high school in the Fall of 2003. 9th grade was my least favorite grade in high school, but it was still better than middle school. I even managed to make some different friends throughout the years. Each year seemed to be just a little better than the next.

Circa 2004.

▪ In 2004, I started my first site called Poison Paradise. It was when I first started to experiment with layouts and graphics.

▪ Then in 2005, I purchased my first domain, That was when I truly started to get into the blog scene.

This is just some of the details about my life back then. If I included every single thing I remember, this would be way too long. This was very much a coming of age time period for me, and it’s all led me to where I am today. I wish I could have included more pictures from this time period, but these were all I could find at the moment.

38 thoughts on “My Life in the Early 2000’s

  1. You’re one of my oldest and dearest friends. Reading a lot of this, I can see why. I know I don’t know everything about you, but I’ve always said we had a lot in common. I can see now, I was always right. I’m sorry we’re not as close as you once were with some of your other friends, but do know our friendship will last forever. I cherish it too much to ever let anything happen to it.

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  2. Being bullied is never good. It made you who you are today though and you seem like an awesome person to me. I’m an old Mom though so what do I know? 😂
    I’m sorry you went through all that growing up. I’m glad you got through it and are able to talk about it too.

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  3. Sounds like you were around a bunch of mean kids growing up. I’m glad that you were strong enough to stand up to them and not let those things break you. Now you can look back and see how those experiences made you a stronger person. Reminded me of all the rebellious and crazy things I used to do.

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    1. Yes, and those bullies have kids now too. Hopefully they teach them to treat people better, but since they were not bullied themselves, they probably won’t understand the trauma it can inflict on a person.


    1. Aww, thanks. I do like to share some personal things from time to time. It’s a good way to allow readers to get to know the person behind the blog. Plus, everyone has their own stories and troubles they’ve been through which can be good to share.

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  4. I have had depression issues like self harm and such. Hugs. I don’t try to remember my childhood because it was pretty awful. My dad used to hit my mother and that’s really all I can remember. Hugs. Thank you for sharing all of this. Yes, I grew up with friends which were my cousins and we were all close but no so much anymore.

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  5. Oh, Britney, this was such a heart-wrenching read. Thank you so much for sharing some of your stories with us, I really enjoyed getting to know more about you and your past. ❤

    I got into my first fight in middle school, too and the girl who started the fight with me actually became a friend of mine and taught me how to shoplift, that's crazy how close our stories are to being the exact same.

    And for what it's worth; I am so, so sorry for all you've had to go through. You are such a brave and beautiful person, stay strong!! ❤

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    1. Thanks for reading and for your heartfelt comment. ❤ That's so crazy how we have similar stories about the shoplifting. This one time we were in a store with her dad and sister, and she was going to steal something. As she was turning around, she somehow stubbed my toe and blood started gushing everywhere. I was so embarrassed because I was leaving a trail of blood and an employee had to rush over with a band-aid. Her dad and sister actually thought we were playing a prank and got into a ketchup bottle. lol

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      1. Oh my gosh, lol I can’t believe they thought it was a prank and luckily, you guys didn’t get caught stealing. 😛 one time when me and the girl were trying to steal some dresses for a dance the alarm went off when we walked out but only she got stopped because she had all the bags, she told them the credit card she had in her wallet must’ve been making it go off and they let her go without checking all of her bags and we still got the dresses. 😛

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  6. The early 2000’s sound like they really were a tough time for you. I’m sorry you went through such a hard time, kids can be so mean and cruel. You were a doll, totally cute! And no one deserves the kind of bullying you experienced. But I’m glad you found yourself. 5 years as a kid really is a lifetime. You’re right, once you hit adulthood, there’s not as many changes like that.

    I’m glad you found blogging though! Out of curiosity, I clicked on your link but it just took me to a website that was all in Japanese lol.

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    1. Thanks for reading. 🙂 It really was a tough time, but as I stated in my post, “It was the best of times, and it was the worst of times.” I went into more detail about the bad than the good. I still had plenty of super fun moments hanging out with my friends and going to the skating rink. Once the bullying became intense, it was definitely a very traumatic time though.

      Yes, that is my old blog URL, so I no longer have it. I had that from 2005 until 2011. Then I took a long blogging break, and then I came back this summer with this blog. 🙂 That’s interesting that it’s in Japanese though. I wish I knew what it said. lol

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      1. You’re welcome 🙂 and it really sounds like an ultimate learning experience overall. I’m glad there were some good times in the mix, too. And I can imagine the bullying was very traumatic. Kids don’t realize how cruel they can be :/

        That definitely is a long gap! What brought you back to the world of blogging again? And I know! I was curious what the blog was about but I can’t read it 😂

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      2. A part of me always missed blogging. I thought about coming back much sooner, but I didn’t think I would have anything interesting to write about anymore. My old blog was all about my personal life, and of course as a teenager there was always some sort of drama or exciting adventures happening. I’m glad I came back though. Although this blog is quite different from my old one (as I’ve grown and matured), I’m glad I’ve been able to find things to write about.

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      3. I can understand that. I think when we think of blogging, we want to write something that other people are drawn to. But it’s funny, less drama and more realism also draws people in. It’s good to mix it up, and maturing leads you to different audiences as well. I’m glad you came back to the world of writing and blogging ☺️

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  7. I’m sorry that you got bullied, unfortunately many people go through it so I consider myself lucky for never being bullied. It takes courage to share your past publicly like this, but it just means you’re “ok” with that and whatever happened, it happened and there’s nothing you can do to change it but you can keep going living your life, a better one.
    I have to say, you are really pretty since young age.

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  8. This was so interesting to read and learn more about your childhood. I’m sorry you didn’t have a great middle school experience- a lot of us didn’t, I’m sure. Glad things started looking up for you in high school though!

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  9. It’s so interesting to read about your personal experiences, though some of them haven’t been so good and must have felt a bit difficult to share. Those years of our lives seem to be some of the toughest, and I can totally relate to some of what you’ve written such as the bullying and not having a lot of friends. With that said, I think you’ve matured so much and it shows that you’ve risen up to all those things and gotten better with time. ❤

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  10. Middle school is such a rough time – That 2000-2005 period was not easy for me as well (that was when I transition from elementary to middle to high school). I wish I could go back and tell my younger self so many things! I really like your reflection on the period.

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  11. I was bullied as well, throughout school – elementary and middle school, mostly. High School wasn’t terrible for me, and I had maybe a few kids tease me in class, but I would always put them in their place. When I was in 2nd grade, a kid on the bus got on top of me and tried to raise her fist, but my friends brother knocked her out. My parents ended up giving him $100 as a “thank you” gesture. LOL.

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