I have no idea if you would have hated me. I would assume you would at least have found me annoying, as this would reflect my general teen insecurity at the time.
I was a good, very average, girl-next-door kid. No smoke, no drugs, little booze. I was short, slightly chubby, cute rather than pretty, enjoyed dorky-silliness over girl-drama. I joked a lot, probably seemed shallow. Average student, never did homework. No honor society. Loved band- was a bad musician, but the director let me fill in with whatever instrument (it didnt matter what -I sucked at all of them) cause he could see I loved just being in the music, and hanging with friends. I was on the swim team, average performer. I dreamed about being an exchange student, like to hang with them and took Spanish and French. I was good at art, had teachers recognize that I was more than average there, and felt serious. Was in one play, but realized I was better behind the scenes. I always liked the funny, smart guys that didnt like me or were too shy to respond, so no real dates or anything, no proms or such. I worked as a cashier in a lumber yard evenings and weekends. I couldnt wait to move away after high school and get on with it.
It was what it was. It wasnt hell, but I wouldnt want to do it over, either. Things got much more interesting, much tougher. College is where I grew up.
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