Flashback

Do you remember Junior High? My experience defines it as a time of insecurity and self doubt. It was a time fraught with uncertainty and clumsy encounters. There was concern about fitting in with the right group. And hoping that you weren't going to be left standing against the wall at the dance. And while it seems as though my experience was wholly unappealing, it did have a few memorable moments.

I remember the excitement of a Friday night. The giddiness of a first crush. The sense of expanding freedom. The thrill of being noticed (for something positive, of course).

Those were the days of bluest skies and darkest storms. There was never a time that was as much of an emotional roller coaster. The high of getting a certain invitation. The low of being passed over...

I'm having a bit of a junior high flashback. Last week I was living in the Twilight Zone, I didn't know what was going to happen. Today, it's more of that giddy uncertainty of my teen years.

I remember when "the new girl" transferred to our school. I'm sure she wondered... Will anybody like me? Am I wearing the right thing? Does my butt look fat in these Jordache jeans? I'm feeling a little like the new girl right now. I find myself in an uncertain situation. I'm excited about the prospects. But nervous about making a good impression.

So all I'm asking is this... be a friend... and please, tell me the truth about these jeans!