Blast from the past
I am still riding the ultimate high wave… Not from anything I took, although I did consider that, just too numb the pain…
Much to my surprise it wasn’t needed at all!!!
I was invited to a farewell party on Friday eve by my very good friend that resides in Canada at the moment (Lucky Fish) He is such a sweetheart and I have known him now for 19 years… scary scary thought… Anyhoo, I was incredibly reluctant to go, seeing as most of the guests would be people from high school…
And to my utter surprise, it would seem that most of my friends from high school (mostly the girls) didn’t really like me… or some shit like that… Sooo to get back to my story, I was scared shitless for the following reasons:
Did I really have any friends during high school?
I had gained so much weight, and well that kinda gives a girl a bit of a self confidence issue.
Did I really like all the peeps from high School
What if my ex was there…?
I decided no, I needed some form of support and who better than Aber… The situation was explained and we headed to the Vaal at 6pm Friday… That of course found the two of driving around like idiots trying to find his house, seeing as I haven’t been there since 2000… I eventually found it…
It was one of the scariest experiences… But Aber was there, and I was determined to go in… So while I was sitting in my car hyper ventilating, I got a phone call from D, who wanted to know where the hell I was??? My first ego boost… Someone was waiting for me to arrive, just like in the old days…But this time it wasn’t just my BF… it was all the guys I knew and cared for in HS…
As I walked in all the fond memories started flooding back… I walked through the house recalling some crazy moments and then reached the back yard where everyone was waiting….Dum Dum Dum
As I walked in J (a girl that I barely said 2words to, ever) got up and gave me hug… saying how good it was too c me again… The other girls remained seated… no real surprise there – I suppose.
But then C got up and freaked out that I was there, he gave me a huge hug and told me that I look fab, but then again that I’ve always looked fab... I spent the whole evening chatting and hugging old friends, and although I was evil eyed by most of the girls there, I loved every moment of it. B, was staring at me, following my every movement (he is still hot) JK, turned Japanese and was taking sneak photographs of me… C couldn’t stop hugging or holding me… P, smiled at me whenever his S### of a wife wasn’t looking, H couldn’t wait to say hi, and JM kept on saying that I was beautiful… and the conversation was great… I still have it!!! Wooohooo…
The best compliment I got that night was when I was about to leave… JK walked us to the door and told me so by the by that “Cheese” had told him to say hi to me… Now cheese was the hottest guy in school, and let’s just say that I became very quiet whenever he came near me…and barely spoke 2 words to him throughout H.S. And here he was sending me a special Hi…
Now peeps I know its sounds a tad “Seventeen magazine” but screw it, Here I was thinking that I wasn’t really liked, and well to my utter surprise, nothing has changed… 6 years later they all still have a thing for me… And yes the Sms’s are flowing in and I am flying high!!!
Much to my surprise it wasn’t needed at all!!!
I was invited to a farewell party on Friday eve by my very good friend that resides in Canada at the moment (Lucky Fish) He is such a sweetheart and I have known him now for 19 years… scary scary thought… Anyhoo, I was incredibly reluctant to go, seeing as most of the guests would be people from high school…
And to my utter surprise, it would seem that most of my friends from high school (mostly the girls) didn’t really like me… or some shit like that… Sooo to get back to my story, I was scared shitless for the following reasons:
Did I really have any friends during high school?
I had gained so much weight, and well that kinda gives a girl a bit of a self confidence issue.
Did I really like all the peeps from high School
What if my ex was there…?
I decided no, I needed some form of support and who better than Aber… The situation was explained and we headed to the Vaal at 6pm Friday… That of course found the two of driving around like idiots trying to find his house, seeing as I haven’t been there since 2000… I eventually found it…
It was one of the scariest experiences… But Aber was there, and I was determined to go in… So while I was sitting in my car hyper ventilating, I got a phone call from D, who wanted to know where the hell I was??? My first ego boost… Someone was waiting for me to arrive, just like in the old days…But this time it wasn’t just my BF… it was all the guys I knew and cared for in HS…
As I walked in all the fond memories started flooding back… I walked through the house recalling some crazy moments and then reached the back yard where everyone was waiting….Dum Dum Dum
As I walked in J (a girl that I barely said 2words to, ever) got up and gave me hug… saying how good it was too c me again… The other girls remained seated… no real surprise there – I suppose.
But then C got up and freaked out that I was there, he gave me a huge hug and told me that I look fab, but then again that I’ve always looked fab... I spent the whole evening chatting and hugging old friends, and although I was evil eyed by most of the girls there, I loved every moment of it. B, was staring at me, following my every movement (he is still hot) JK, turned Japanese and was taking sneak photographs of me… C couldn’t stop hugging or holding me… P, smiled at me whenever his S### of a wife wasn’t looking, H couldn’t wait to say hi, and JM kept on saying that I was beautiful… and the conversation was great… I still have it!!! Wooohooo…
The best compliment I got that night was when I was about to leave… JK walked us to the door and told me so by the by that “Cheese” had told him to say hi to me… Now cheese was the hottest guy in school, and let’s just say that I became very quiet whenever he came near me…and barely spoke 2 words to him throughout H.S. And here he was sending me a special Hi…
Now peeps I know its sounds a tad “Seventeen magazine” but screw it, Here I was thinking that I wasn’t really liked, and well to my utter surprise, nothing has changed… 6 years later they all still have a thing for me… And yes the Sms’s are flowing in and I am flying high!!!
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