I think I finally understand all those John Hughes movies featuring Molly Ringwald. Which one? Take your pick. Essentially, they are all the same. Unpopular freak, longing for popularity/acceptance, gets what she wants at the end. Except the movie For Keeps. I don't think she wanted that baby. Anyways! Why bring this bitch up? Cuz like I said, I think I might finally REALLY understand those cheese ball movies! (Although, I really love those cheese ball movie films so shut up).
Let me give you a bit of a back story. A few months back, I received an invitation to my 5 year high school reunion. This prompted a thoughtful blog which can be seen here --> http://marypinkambition.blogspot.com/2012/02/time-flies-when-youre-busy-changing.html
Ok, ok enough of the shameless self-promotion. Any who, after thinking about it, I was like "Why would I EVER go back to see these people? No one liked you then, why would they care to see you again NOW?". My plan was to just let it roll on by without a passing thought. After all, it had only been 5 years. It's not like it's one of those milestone reunions like 20, 30, or 50 years (how old do you think I am??). SO the plan was to just keep my head down and avoid it... like that ex who gave you an STD. Well, that was the original plan. So where is this going? And how the hell does this tie into a Molly Ringwald movie?
Well, you know in the movie Sixteen Candles, how she wants Jake Ryan, but she is just some nobody at the school.... while that dumb popular bitch is busy getting her hair caught in doors. I guess you could say that was me in high school. The nobody who longed to be a part of the popular crowd and to get my very own Jake Ryan (who will remain nameless...... unless you get me really drunk.... just sayin'). She was just another face in the crowd, as was I. To be honest, I was surprised when people knew my name. Not that they would actually talk to me or anything! Well, I guess there were some differences between Molly and myself. For example, I never gave my panties to a nerd who then charged a dollar to see them. The guy I gave MY panties to charged TWO dollars. Enough about my panties, you horn dogs.
So I ended up changing my mind. Well, I didn't change it. It was sort of changed for me when several people from high school told me that I had better be at that reunion! People, I thought, who had no idea I even existed. And to tell me I'm funny! Now that is dangerous! Everyone knows I have the ego of Charlie Sheen, and then to hear these nice things from "Popular" peeps! Holy shit! Imagine a room full of Charlie Sheens! No. Don't do that. That sounds terrible. Maybe more like a room full of George Clooneys. Cuz he acts all modest and what not, but you can just tell that he is a smug bastard. Anyways, needless to say, now I'm doing my damnedest to get there. At the moment, I have to work, but am doing my best to find someone to cover my shift.
So in the end, maybe people WILL actually remember me and won't think of me as that random chick who sat in the link. Maybe my very own Jake Ryan is just around the corner! Doubtful, but I guess you never know. Again, pass the booze if you want details.
So random thought- I was talking to my mom about it and she was like "Well, who are you going to go with?". Cuz my mom doesn't think I have friends. And I told her, "I guess I'll go by myself". To which she exclaimed, "And walk in by yourself". Yeah, I guess so...... maybe I'll pre-game it so I don't care!
It's all good. Cuz apparently people like me, they really like me. Down George Clooney. Back to your island. Anyways- maybe I'll see some of you readers in a few short weeks. Maybe not. It's all up to destiny.
Stay classy, friends.
