It Doesn't Matter How Old You Are Cuz This Is Still High School

Look at your friends. You must know something about how they used to be when they were in high school. Now, think about if you would’ve been friends with them back then. I’m pretty sure you would only be talking to about half of them. I think it’s funny how much we change over time. The main elements of a whole personality usually don’t change but how we respond to things do, and that changes our behaviors and ideas.
If you were a skater in high school, I’m pretty sure you are not at 30 years old skating to work in your suit while clutching your briefcase. You may reminisce about it but you realize that you can’t do that because: 1. it’s not the social norm 2. your body probably couldn't handle it and 3. it’s not practical to your new way of living.
There were the football players, the skaters, the musicians, the teachers pet, the academic perfectionists, the theatre kids, the stoners, the bad ass, the foreign import, the super senior, the mean girls, etc…We like categorizing in our society. We like belonging to a group—to identify ourselves as something. I don’t remember being exclusively loyal to one group. I was a floater. Friends with everyone, all from different groups. I had my phases. I rolled with the theater kids, sometimes with the nerdy perfectionists, might have been a teachers pet at some point ( or all the time). But I was attracted to the people, not the group. I remember thinking that I couldn't talk to someone because I wasn’t as “cool” as they were. Whatever that means. We tend to think we’re a lot cooler than we really are and that others are cooler than we can ever be. In reality, we’re all big dorks, because when you get to know someone you find that they’re just like you. We’re all the same.
My staff at work is like a smaller high school class. We’re all so different from what we used to be and may have even adopted a new high school persona but it's like we never left. Maybe the dork can now be the cool kid or the musician can now be the teacher’s (boss’s) pet. I don’t think I would be friends with most of them if we were actually in high school. I don’t think our paths would have crossed if we weren’t thrown together in this pot we currently find ourselves in.