Well, maybe I do. You see, with Megan stopping by yesterday I had a lot to think about.
Well, I've known her a long time. She's been a close friend since Rainbow Brite was still on regular television. She got me thinking about all those people way back when who I'd never thought I'd run into again.
When I was in high school, I was the proverbial wallflower. Shocked to read that, aren't you? Most people find their niche in HS. Not me. I wore flannel before Pearl Jam made it look cool. I had a crazy beaded braid in my hair for most of my middle school career. And it wasn't until my sophomore year that I decided that a wrist-full of bracelets wasn't cool any longer. I rocked the punk look when punk wasn't in.
Which brings me to people I never thought I'd deal with again. Megan understood all the crazy things I did. Heck, she lived them with me.
But I look back and wonder what my peers thought. I was voted biggest brown-noser in my graduating class. I think I might have been voted most likely to become a breeder, too. You could say the kids I grew up with were a tad clique-y and mean girl-esque. If you did, you'd be right.
Now that I'm writing stuff I KNOW they never would've expected out of me, I wonder what the 15 yr reunion will be like. I want to think I aged gracefully like a fine wine.
But then again, maybe I shouldn't look back. No one really wants to be the person they were back then. I don't.
So as Gary Allan says, I'll live my life my way and I won't look back.