Look At Me Now

     High school can be a place of dreams or a daily battleground. It all depends on what side of the fence you are on. What happens when the school daze is over and your old classmates see the new you?

    I wasn't a nerd per se in high school, but I was definitely not part of the in crowd. I didn't dress like Steve Urkel or look unattractive, but my grades were always high and I was always involved in extracurricular activities that revolved around academics. My classes were also accelerated. I had friends, but I wasn't popular by any means. Fast forward to my college and post graduate years. I have found that many of the guys that I thought were the cat's meow, who wouldn't look at me, can't stop looking now. When I see them I now I usually don't recognize them. When I do remember them, they lack the "sparkle" that they once had in high school or even a slight shine. They remember me and hit on me to prove it. I couldn't be less interested. This has a way of revealing the truth. Many of the guys I thought were so great have proven to be the opposite.

     Many of the popular girls that I went to high school with got a big dose of reality after graduation. As I've gotten older and seen many of them I am much better off than them. I graduated college, have great friends, make my own living, I don't have children, and I am not in a loveless marriage/relationship. I would say that I've done pretty well for a "nerd".

     When you're younger the grass always looks greener. The grass is greener where you water it. Time either tears you down or builds you up. For me it's caused me to improve as a person. Oddly enough, old classmates have taken notice. It's better to looked over than overlooked.


My friends and I in 8th grade. I am the one in the center in zebra print. (I can't believe I wore that outfit either!)

Myself with my friend Kelli on my 29th birthday.