Scrolling through my profile on Facebook, found a post I was tagged in from August 15th, when Mum and I had gone to see David, Sylvia, Mike and Danni… last time they saw her… an exactly a month before… 

I dislike the “popular” people from school. And the second generation of them. They go to the same places camping and all this. And I’m like, what was it that made you so much more popular than me. Why wasn’t I considered as likeable as you? 
And now that I’m becoming friends with the same people they’ve been friends with for years I swear I can almost see them thinking “what the hell is she doing here” like I’m too weird still to be able to be friends with these people. And it annoys me ‘cause I have just as much a right to be friends with who I want and it always affects how I am when someone I went to school with is there, I’ll tend to be a bit quieter because I don’t want to draw attention to myself and have the person I went to school with go “oh, I went to school with her, she was so weird then, guess not much has changed” or whatever.

I don’t know, I guess it just bothers me that how we were when we were growing up and full of hormones can affect someone’s view on us for the rest of our lives.

And yes, I’ll say “oh, I went to school with her, I didn’t like her” but that’s often because I haven’t seen that person since year 8 and they’re still ridiculously prettier than me…

Bah. Stupid insecure Zoe is going to get food and stop stalking pretty popular people from high school.