I’d like to thank my mother, my therapist and my 3rd grade teacher

by statia on April 5, 2004

One thing I’ve always done was marched to the beat of my own drummer. I pretty much never cared what others thought of me. I didn’t try to impress anyone. Honestly, during my childhood, it never really crossed my mind.

Until I moved. I was about 10 or 11. I had just moved to PA. Being the new kid sucks in a big way. Kids are really cruel and it was pretty hard for me that first year. One thing I never did was pretend to be someone else. I was myself, but I tried too hard to get the kids to like me. They made fun of my accent, they made fun of expressions I had, the way I dressed (hey man, that big oversized belt was fucking cool), they were merciless. That first year sucked. The next year I moved onto middle school. A whole new group of kids, a whole new school. The good thing was that we were all in the same boat, and that I wasn’t out of my element. From then on, it was never a problem.

One thing I can’t stand is people that try too hard to impress others. It’s pretty much a guarantee that I probably won’t like you. It’s so obvious and it makes me uneasy. Just be yourself. If you have to work to try to get others to like you, chances are, there’s something about yourself that you don’t like, and that will be projected when meeting someone. It also comes off as looking plastic, and the only kind of plastic I like, is the kind that has a visa symbol and my name stamped on it.

Oh, and the kind that I can scoop up dog poop with.

{ 5 comments }

nastybastard April 5, 2004 at 9:56 am

I agree.

What if the one thing you don’t like about yourself is depression? Would you want them to still be themselves? :)

Jonathan April 5, 2004 at 10:09 am

What about Discover, and Mastercard, and American Express? As though those aren’t equally good at providing for retail therapy.

And does it really have to be your name?

tricia April 5, 2004 at 10:18 am

People pick up dog poop with plastic? Where was I when this happened? Clean hands here I come!

camille April 5, 2004 at 10:56 am

I agree! Growing up with red hair I was definitely different, and we didn’t have the money for me to dress the way others dressed (Guess vs Levi’s & Wranglers) so I had to learn real quick that it was okay to be me. To this day, I have the mindset that you can either like me or not. Of course its always nice when people like you, but if you decide you don’t like me, then so be it!

Lisa April 5, 2004 at 11:44 pm

I get creeped out by people who try too hard also.

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