It’s so crazy thinking about how far we’ve come… Class of 2004. A handful of us have children and a bunch of us are getting ready to graduate college. We were all problem children… The entire class. No joke.

In third grade, Matthew was my very first boyfriend. To this day, my mom and grandma remain convinced that we’re going to get married.

The picture was taken on the night of his senior prom. He literally called me two nights before because his date couldn’t make it. Although I still give him grief for making me his “second choice,” I probably wouldn’t have come through for any other person.

Ahhh, we’ve come so far. Nostalgia hit hard. He reminded me of what a bad ass kid I was. Truthfully, talking about how bad we were back then makes me really question whether or not I want to have children in the future. Haha! We were all terrible. We were talking about what we’d say to the middle school version of ourselves. I said I’d probably beat my own ass. He agreed. He said I never listened to anyone and always did as I pleased… That I didn’t give a shit about who I hurt or disrespected. That I was just plain difficult to get along with. It makes me laugh because I feel like a lot of that has remained. However, he’ll even admit that I’m a lot nicer now.

I’ve been doing a lot of self reflection lately. Learning that I don’t have to like everyone. And if I’ve made the decision to not like someone, not to involve myself in their lives. I’ll voluntarily admit that I am one of the hardest people to get along with. I think going to an all-girls high school really taught me a lot. I’ve realized that I don’t willingly trust people until they give me a reason to… and that all the name calling really achieves nothing. (Go ahead girl, keep up with the, “Amanda’s a whore, Amanda’s a slut, Amanda’s a hoe.” Rubber and glue, chick. Rubber and glue. HAHA!) I’ve also noticed that it takes quite a bit to hurt my feelings. It’s a blessing and a curse, I guess.

To some, I may be the meanest little snob they’ve ever met, but some of my closest friends are the people everyone adore. How a little troublemaker like me is blessed in that sense, I’ll have no answer for, but I’ll remain forever grateful.

Where was I going with this? Probably nowhere. Just a random rant. I’m working on being nice. Teehee.