high school

Hasn’t She Seen Mean Girls?

In high school, I used to joke that my friends and I dated like we were Amish. We tended to stay within our own group, and as a result, many of us ended up dating the same friends as each other, almost on rotation.

I have yet to figure out why I was the only girl within my group to get grief for dating my friends’ exes. We all did it, so why was I singled out? My boyfriends received no grief because they’re guys; they can’t help themselves. They’re slaves to their anatomy, I was taught. But girls… Well, we should be thinking clearly because we know better. (Ha.) (more…)

Because You Let Me

A chubby, misunderstood kid, Boy pretended not to care what others thought of him. He was a smarter than everyone around him, or so he liked to remind himself (and those of us within earshot). An underachiever, he loved the surprised facial expressions he received from high school teachers whose classes he ditched but tests he aced. (more…)