Being Adult | The High School Sweetheart


It's been a whirl wind few weeks. Yeah only a few weeks and I'm already starting to get smitten. That was quick. I'm an over thinker, a big one. I spend hours thinking about where things could go and what could happen, it's fair to say my head is often in the clouds. I've been thinking a lot recently about high school sweethearts. How most women's magazines say that people end up marrying their childhood romances. I thought about it a lot and why it seemed to happen? I never had a teenage love, I struggled to get guys to take a second look at me in high school. Oh, the poor naive geeky me. The situations I would get myself into. Seriously.

I guess because I never dated in school, just had those one sided infatuations, I could never empathise. I thought about high school and how horrific it was. Hahaha. Don't get me wrong, I loved high school. Growing up, hanging out and being stupid teenagers was awesome. The talent shows, home ec, common rooms and all the free time. Ah! We had a really nice school and we we're pretty damn lucky!  I feel for my little brother though, when he comes home and tells me about school. Urgh, I don't envy him. I would not like to go back to that hormone pool of awkward young adults. Trying to finding their ranking in a pseudo society.

I'm sure I can't be the only one though, that was a lost, 'misunderstood' nerd. I was constantly trying to be cool. Caring too much, not caring enough. Using just one of the straps on my backpack was key. I always had to have a spare bobble on my wrist. I wore the stupidest clothes, that I thought looked 'hot'. "Oh yeah, this is totally gna make me girlfriend material." DOH! We were all insecure, a little weird and dressed stupidly. So I guess in that sense, people fall for their high school sweet hearts because they understand that vulnerable part of each other. When we we're still just finding our place and learning how to interact with other people and pushing our boundaries. Learning that not everyone will like you. That some people, really are just that mean. The teachers that inspired us, the teachers that struggled to reach us, the 'elite' kids, the rich kids, Asian nerds, cool Asians, varsity jocks, unfriendly black hotties, girls who eat their feelings, girls who don't eat anything, desperate wannabes, burn outs, sexually active band geeks, the greatest people you will ever meet. And the worst, beware of the plastics. That shit was real. It was a huge part of us. I mean look at high schools, you go in as prepubescent children and leave to find work and join society as adults. It kind of just speaks to that unsettled part of you and says hey, we're all weird. Your ok kid. 

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