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26 August 2010

A night of melancholy →[More:] Starting to get more involved in facebook, which means encountering old friends and acquaintances (tonight, a lot of high school people) online.

It makes me sad, really. When I was in high school, I was the proverbial ugly duckling. I was the nerdy kid that was always on the outside. Now that we've all grown up, I'm sure I could have a beer with these folks and we would have a good time together. But I can't just slip into the life that might have been because I live 1500 miles from where I grew up.

I'm just kind of sad that I didn't break out of my shell until college. In retrospect I see that even the guys that teased me for being nerdy were just being normal kids and most of them have grown up to be pretty decent people.

*sigh*

post by: Doohickie at: 23:28 | 4 comments

I know what you mean, Doohickie. It wasn't until I was in my 40s that I started to find out who I really am. But school was a bad experience for me, and I have no desire to 'Facebook-friend' anyone from those days.

posted by Senyar 27 August | 01:42

I'm like you, Senyar.

posted by Obscure Reference 27 August | 04:42

When I went to my 20-year reunion, I was mostly talking to people I hadn't known very well in school (most of my actual friends were younger than I), and I listened to a lot of stories of the old high school days, almost all of which seemed to involve being extremely drunk and clinging to the hoods of moving cars, or at least watching people who were extremely drunk clinging to the hoods of moving cars.

Yeah, maybe it would've been nice to go to the prom, but on the whole I don't think I missed much by staying at home watching tv with my parents.

posted by JanetLand 27 August | 06:29

Conceptualizing and understanding status over time has genuinely provided me with a few eureka moments over the years.

One of the best things I've figured out, 7 years after HS graduation is that there's really no race about things. If you get to position X today and wish you were at X 3 years ago, it doesn't really make X any less real for you today.

And truth is if you weren't that type of person who did X 3 years ago, that was the real genuine you--you probably wouldn't have been comfortable magically transported into that context.

posted by Firas 27 August | 06:56

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