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High School
So, I was talking to Caroline this morning and she brought to my attention a story that happened last night. Its about how high school really is two different worlds.
Last night we were with our usual group. The guys. The kinda guys where a tiny little size two girl can walk up and they will talk to her for a few minutes. As soon as she walks away they all go off about "oh man she really let herself go!". Honestly, if I didnt love these guys to death, I would hate them. The one minute I start to think I am ok with how i look, they say crap like that and all self esteem goes down the shitter.
My friends, these guys, were the people I hated in high school. They were the guys in high school whom i detested for always having the tiny perfect girls, being popular, and driving around in their Lexus (all fo which are true by the way).
It sometimes makes me feel inadequate being their plain boring asexual sidekick.
back to my story.
last night caroline says something to one of our friends about how those girls were in her classes in h.s. our friend litterally didnt understand
the convo went something like this
"yea they were in my class"
"wait WHAT"
"in my class...in school"
"what?!"
"yea....in high school my class, my graduating class, my room class"
"wait...what?"
"oh my god, i had class with them!"
"wait....you went to my school!?"
"YES!"
here someone we spend every single night with didnt even know she was alive in their own school. he had no idea
it just reminded me how much high school is two different worlds. there are those that see and those that are seen. me and caroline, we have alwyas been those that see. nobody remembers us, nobody even knew who we were in high school. and those like our current friends, they cant even imagine the hell that they made high school for people like us.
now that im moving home, is that how school is going to be again? it terrifies me that I hve to see these people now that ive seen every day in high school, yet if asked my name, theyd say "brooke who?"
So, I was talking to Caroline this morning and she brought to my attention a story that happened last night. Its about how high school really is two different worlds.
Last night we were with our usual group. The guys. The kinda guys where a tiny little size two girl can walk up and they will talk to her for a few minutes. As soon as she walks away they all go off about "oh man she really let herself go!". Honestly, if I didnt love these guys to death, I would hate them. The one minute I start to think I am ok with how i look, they say crap like that and all self esteem goes down the shitter.
My friends, these guys, were the people I hated in high school. They were the guys in high school whom i detested for always having the tiny perfect girls, being popular, and driving around in their Lexus (all fo which are true by the way).
It sometimes makes me feel inadequate being their plain boring asexual sidekick.
back to my story.
last night caroline says something to one of our friends about how those girls were in her classes in h.s. our friend litterally didnt understand
the convo went something like this
"yea they were in my class"
"wait WHAT"
"in my class...in school"
"what?!"
"yea....in high school my class, my graduating class, my room class"
"wait...what?"
"oh my god, i had class with them!"
"wait....you went to my school!?"
"YES!"
here someone we spend every single night with didnt even know she was alive in their own school. he had no idea
it just reminded me how much high school is two different worlds. there are those that see and those that are seen. me and caroline, we have alwyas been those that see. nobody remembers us, nobody even knew who we were in high school. and those like our current friends, they cant even imagine the hell that they made high school for people like us.
now that im moving home, is that how school is going to be again? it terrifies me that I hve to see these people now that ive seen every day in high school, yet if asked my name, theyd say "brooke who?"