Looking back, High School days wasn’t my favorite times of school. It wasn’t the worst but it came close.
Can you spot me?
This is the very reasons why I have close to zero pictures of myself during those three years.
I was that awkward girl who is fat, curly frizzy hair with serious acne issues. I was that weird kid who came to Jakarta for just that, high school. In most kids eyes I was an outsider and literally, I was one since I’m not from Jakarta. My family was still living in that small mining town of Borneo.
My school mates were city kids, they follow the trends. The girls have their tartan pleated skirts shorter than what the school permits and still got away with it because they were the ‘it girls’. Some of them even started their modeling career back then so they were famous.
The first two years were difficult. I lived with my aunt who lives so far from school it took me 3 buses ride to get there on time. That meant, I had to leave at the crack of dawn, around 5:30am. It was rough.
Only took me two years to quite settle in and found some great friends who were not members of the popular groups. It was during my last year that I started to gained a bit more self-confidence. Yes, I was still fat but my classmates were awesome. We had tons of fun together. We skipped class together one day resulted in all of us being ‘baked’ under the hot sun for several hours by our teacher. Our class caused one teacher to cry. We all went to an amusement park just a day after we passed our graduation finals. We were the bad ones and proud of them.
It was also during the last year when our English teacher started to notice my talent of the subject or maybe it was obvious that my classmates would bug me for answers on every quiz. They all wanted to sit close to me. That ended when our teacher decided to moved me to her desk, yes…the teacher’s desk right in front of the class room. It was funny because some of my classmates would moans when she said “Maureen, come sit here!”.
In high school I never date a guy…of course I had some crushes but they were just that, silly high school crushes on guys that never notice my existence other than she’s the girl who’s pretty good at English subject. So if for others high school days were the time where they first experiences dating and falling in love, I was a lonely girl inside.
When I went to my first small high school reunion, 99% of my old classmates didn’t recognize me and that felt good! 😉
So…in high school I was that fat ugly girl!
PS: This has been Kludgy Mom’s Back to School Back to Blogging week 2 assignment.