i used to want to be hot.

i used to want to be cool.

in middle school i was always just on the cusp of the "popular group" but no one the boys would turn their heads for. most the time i didn't care anyway as i was too quirky to carry any conversation of relevance with a boy. believe it or not, i was voted “best personality” in high school and despite the fact that i had a lot of friends, I never really was all that cool.

looking back i'm glad i wasn't super cool.

as time went on, i wanted to be hot. (i may have thought i was hot in college, but after looking through my scrapbooks i realized that a) i carried too many extra lbs due to my poor eating habits and large alcohol consumption and b) who let me wear that? really? i think i looked more like a whore than a student). did i just type that? yes, i did and it's true.

*beware current college students: there's a large chance, that you too will look back in dismay and wonder why you let yourself out of the house.

by the time i was considered hot, i didn't really care about being hot. it just came with being healthy. i'll never forget singing at a high school pal's wedding and one of the bridesmaids said "hey when did you get so hot?!"
ha!
um, thanks? i wasn't really sure what to say back.
although it was a backhanded compliment it still felt good to be recognized as looking good.

looking back i'm glad i wasn't hot when i wanted to be.

now i could give a rats arse about being cool or hot.

to be honest, i think i'm pretty cool and when i need to i can fancy myself up.

right now i just want to look happy and be simple.
because the more i simplify my life the happier i am...

i hope i can say "looking back, i'm glad i was happy and simple."

 

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Aunt Sandy said…
Nice musings. Thanks.

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