Sitting alone at the lunch table

So here’s the thing. Although you may not be able to tell now, because you think I am the most awesomest person in the world, this was not the case when I was younger. The ages 11-13 brought out the awkward years in this JAP, and I rocked it hard with huge glasses, braces, and a big jew-fro of hair. (Bangs were my thing.) Oh, and I was super skinny. Most of the time, I had a good amount of friends. But then certain situations occurred which made me the odd man out, or the leper of the class, if you will.

In 6th grade, the entire class didn’t talk to me for a good few weeks… because of a kickball game. I don’t remember the exact details, but it had something to do with a bad call, and me not knowing whether to stay on the base or be out, because both teams were yelling at me to do one or the other, and then recess ended, and no one wanted to be my friend anymore.

Sad face.

I remember how hard it was when I had to sit at the lunch table with girls that I was never friends with before, only because they were the only people who were talking to me. I also had to have my mom come to school one day, because some other girl threatened to beat me up after school because she thought I wrote something bad about her on the bathroom wall. (I maintain my innocence to this day.) My mom totally reamed this girl out at school, in front of the principal, which was great. And now she’s a total slutbag, so good for her. I guess whatever was written about her on the bathroom wall back then was a prophecy. Bwah ha ha.

But luckily, as I grew older, I realized that a lot of these kids were losers, and the best was that whenever someone from that era of my life sees me now, or even saw me a few years later, their reaction to the person I had become (ahem – super awesome), was always great. Especially when said people had gone no where in their life. Ha.

So while today, I am a confident person, sometimes I can still be insecure. Which is why you should go to this page, and vote for me “Blog with the Best Title” in the 20 Something Bloggers awards. You don’t want me to feel like that nerdy, shunned 6th grader again, do you?


  1. andyhannon says

    D’aww. Aint that just the cutest.

    6 grade sucked for everyone I think.

    …especially at Catholic school.

  2. The title of your blog reminds me of the first postcard in this week’s Post Secret blog.

  3. I was totally the goodie goodie in HS that was a part of everything. But don’t you just love seeing all those “popular folk” turn into a waste of space?

    Karma. Karma. Karma.

    And YOU are adorable totally wasn’t expecting that lil plug at the end. haha. I always laugh when I read your posts.

  4. Classy in Philadelphia says

    Ohhhh, your sly with that little plug at the end there! I liked it a lot though. And you know I already voted for you!

    It’s a good thing that your just fabulous these days..Middle school sucked. For everyone. Ugh, bad memories.

  5. insomniaclolita says

    congrats on the nomination 🙂

  6. Great story, and it wins my vote 🙂

  7. I hated 6th grade.

    And I voted for you, congrats on the nomination!

  8. 6th grade=the worst time in life! Ugh. That blows dude. Kickball…sheesh. But you’re right, at least you’re an awesome person now!

  9. 6th grade DID suck.

    In 3rd grade I forgot to tag up when my teammate hit a pop fly to right field, but I lied and told everyone that I did tag up and we won the game.

    Next time just try to lie your way out of it. haha

  10. I completely related to this post! Except the thing that ostracized me in the 6th grade was a pregnancy rumor. Umm, awkward. And totally untrue.

    Congrats on your nom!

  11. I was totally that awkward girl ages 10-13. It gave us character!

  12. Ugh. I wouldn’t relive the middle school years again if you paid me.

    I was so excited to see your blog nominated for an award, and you definitely received my vote 🙂

  13. Middle school years = the worst. I think that our generation was tricked by Saved by The Bell into thinking that adolescence would be FRICKIN AWESOME but not so much.

    And yes, I too, had the joy of half my class stop speaking to me for no reason. To this day. NO IDEA.

  14. Classy in Philadelphia says

    Oh, and just wanted to let you know that I’m following you on twitter though my blog link isn’t on there, so I didn’t know if you would recognize me. It’s @jesslaw 🙂

  15. Fabulously Broke says

    I feel such a rush when I do the same thing – meet losers I went to high school with that made fun of me.


    Fabulously Broke in the City

    Just a girl trying to find a balance between being a Shopaholic and a Saver.


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