I've been there babe. I wasn't an "ugly duckling" in High-School but I was the once popular turned punk/goth chic everyone loved to hate. I was preppy/cheerleader until my sophmore year and then went through the "change". My "supposed" (preppy) friends would still talk to me 'to my face' but then say nasty things behind my back (like--is she on drugs, why did she get so weird, I heard she has AIDS and is dying, etc bullshit like that). This led to a severe depression, deterioration in self-image, "cutting", smoking, drugs, alcohol, all that good stuff.
Funny thing, I was super excelerated in scholastics for my age/grade level. So upon, recommendation from our school guidance counselor I "tested" out of highschool at 16. Started attending a University at 17.
Fast Forward....I grew up FAST in college. Started working out, dressing normal again, noticed attention fom the guys, got really good tit job with DD implants, some lipo, professional makeup lessons, etc. Graduated college at 21, got offered a job with a starting salary of mid $40's for a large Oil and Gas company in Houston (not Enron but close!). Realized climbing the corporate ladder wasn't for me and I could make TONS more money "entertaining" on my own schedule.
Blah, Blah... Here I am today. I LOVE, LOVE going home to visit and running into old classmates. They are absolutely shocked by my appearance. Now, consider I went to school in East Tennessee. Most these girls and guys are overweight, have bad dental hygeine, 8 babies, grease under their bitten finger nails, etc. To them, it look like I walked off a Hollywood set. I drive my nice car, hair, makeup and nails always to the 9, I have a gorgeous baby daughter, I dress in high end clothes they have probably only seen on television. Anyway...that's my victory/revenge. I love it!
But back to the point, I would NEVER give anyone that hurt me the time of day. IF you do though...screw him, tell him he is a lame
[email protected], and throw him to the dogs.
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