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ONLY with the money I have now and knowledge , armed with that I can be one of the most popular girls in hs (hopefully) and make up for my shitty childhood.
Money makes a difference, so you can buy the right clothes, get your hair done... etc especially today. I graduated class of 96, back then there was no Louis Vuitton and True Religion $200 jeans! Back in my day the most popular gir in school wore LEVI'S and shit at Wet Seal from the local mall. Today kids are wearing Chanel glasses, wearing designer clothes, designer jeans, carrying REAL designer purses like LV and Chanel.
If I have the knowledge and money I do now I would be popular for SURE. Back in hs I didn't have enough money. My hair was fucked up because my mom NEVER once took me to a hair salon (not even a cheap one), I even had to cut my own hair so it was all crooked. How the fuck can you be confident in school like that with uneven hair?
In todays "teen world" it does take some money to be cool, I would not go back in time broke, I woud need money for sure and KNOWLEDGE. Back in school I was NAIVE, I didn't know anything. I didnt know about straight ironing hair, or tanning, or MAC makeup. I didnt know how to make the most of myself and work with what I got, I think I even made myself less appealing than I was because I DIDNT KNOW ANY BETTER!!!
HS was the worst years of my life. After 10 yrs I am still traumatized and proably need to go to therapy to get over it.
Do you know that theme song from Tiara Girls? I feel like that song was written about my LIFE and high school years:
Small town homecoming queen
Shes the star in this scene
Theres no way to deny shes lovley
Perfect skin perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside shes ugly
Maybe I'm just jealous
I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her
She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader I'm sittin in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleepin on the floor
Shes Miss America and I'm just the girl next door
Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutaunt
Everything that you want
Never to harsh or too demanding
Maybe I'll admit it
I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her but I just wanna hit her
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