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Cheers to you who didn�t think I would make it. At my young age, I have accomplished more than most people I know. And there were those who doubted me along the way, and even those who still do. Silly people.I would like to thank my junior high school for giving me the suck up award in grade 9. It was great. I beat Brittany Bray. Now she was the brown noser, but for whatever reason- I was the one who won the Citizenship Award. Now was I giddy, or was I giddy? High school was a bit of a crapshoot. I think I dated 2 guys (one of which only lasted a week), hung out in the journalism lab or the library, usually sat in the front of class, and was basically labeled a nerd. nerd also nurd (n�rd) n. Slang 1. A foolish, inept, or unattractive person. 2. A person who is single-minded or accomplished in scientific or technical pursuits but is felt to be socially inept. Ok that basically defines my high school experience to a T. I was a reporter for The Beacon, followed by the Editor in grade 12. Yes boys and girls, I was the editor. Did anyone really care? No. I had to beg people to read it (really only because I wanted them to know I wrote pieces and the editorial). Come to think of it, I still have to beg people to read my piece in CREN each week� In grade 12, the boobs came out. Not all at once- but at grad. I wowed and dazzled my fellow classmates by wearing a bright fuchsia/purple/orange grad dress, which showed my chest. The one guy who I had a major crush on through out high school asked me to dance at the after grad party and then, only then, did I think somewhere I was noticed. While most of my friends are either married, in their fourth year of university with $60,000 debt behind them, I have gone about and attended the school of life. Actually, it�s a clever place to learn. This educational study taught me how to laugh, cry, make fun of myself (and others). It has taught me how to live without being afraid to take random risks. While my fellow classmates are learning about life through textbooks, I am out there doing the real thing. It�s a little more fun I think. I am thankful to those classmates who looked down on me. If I was a so-called �popular� kid in school, who knows, I might have just followed them and not learned how to be myself. Posted by Bella at 8:28 PM# 0 Comments:
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