It really trips me out when people from my past see me years later, and then asks me out. It's just so funny to me. You knew me all through high school, but it's when you see me years later, you realize that you have a thing for me. I find it even more funny when it comes from guys who would have never taken an interest in me in high school. They would be in a completely different category. I was the girl in the Taylor Swift song, "You belong with me." Always the best friend, never the girl friend. It's not that I wasn't pretty, cause I think I was gorgeous, I was just different from all the other girls in my school. Plus, I wasn't really into dating in the first place. But still... I guess I have turned into some type of swan, or butterfly, or something.
I wonder if it has something to do with the fact that the girls they would have normally gone for in high school are either pregnant, they let themselves go, or are lesbians (This is a general statement. There are some who are very lovely and are very driven). I know it's bad on my part to jump to conclusions, and I'm no saint at all what so ever to be judging anyone else, but I fail to understand.
I have reached a point in my life where I am happy being me, with no man in my life. And it's only then that I have found my niche, people want to pop up out of no where. But I like simply being Khabi, with none of the confusions, head aches, or man problems. I get pushed and poked about marriage as soon as people hear that I am about to graduate (December 13th, where art thou?). Can't I just focus on school and my career?
Well that's my little rant for the week. Good luck on finals.
I wonder if it has something to do with the fact that the girls they would have normally gone for in high school are either pregnant, they let themselves go, or are lesbians (This is a general statement. There are some who are very lovely and are very driven). I know it's bad on my part to jump to conclusions, and I'm no saint at all what so ever to be judging anyone else, but I fail to understand.
I have reached a point in my life where I am happy being me, with no man in my life. And it's only then that I have found my niche, people want to pop up out of no where. But I like simply being Khabi, with none of the confusions, head aches, or man problems. I get pushed and poked about marriage as soon as people hear that I am about to graduate (December 13th, where art thou?). Can't I just focus on school and my career?
Well that's my little rant for the week. Good luck on finals.
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