Y'all know how much I love my girl Tina Fey, correct?

Well, her first movie is coming out. It's called Mean Girls and its all about the way girls sabotage each other(especially the really popular girls).

I've been poking around the website for the movie today (trying to figure out how to win that damn Wardrobe Week game! Grrr. If anyone can figure it out, please, for the love of GOD, let me know) and it made me start thinking about how I would label my high school self.

I was a totally reclusive X-Files obsessed nerd, but that was kind of my own doing. I had friends-not tons, but enough that if I got bored I would always have something to do. My friends were/are obviously great, and I'm still friends with the majority of them today. They were enough to boost my self esteem where I didn't need to be the chubby sidekick to some bitch. And the popular people? I don't know, I never had a bad experience with them. It was just a peaceful coexistence. Whenever they did talk to me, it wasn't anything bad. In fact, it was actually pretty nice a lot of the time. Heh, come to think of it, the meanest thing done to me in high school was done to me by a guy I considered my best friend. I didn't really consider myself one of those overachievers, ya know? Especially compared to my friends. So...where does this leave me? Do I still have "nerd" status?

Come to think of it, if those superlatives weren't totally rigged, I would have won "Best Laugh." I mean...what kind of superlative is that? Its no Most Likely to Succeed, its no Class Clown, its no Most Likeable, its not even Apple Polisher...all it means is that the Ridgewood High School class of 2003 apparantly enjoyed the sounds of a retarded hyena.

I think if I had gone to another high school, my high school experience would've been much worse and I probably would have had bad experiences with the high school royalty and would probably be sitting here watching Carrie and looking at my "List of People to Kill." Fortunately, I went to a school known for breeding apathetic students. Sure, there were a few exceptions (we had two valedictorians and everyone in my small group of friends were always out overachieving) but the only reason I did well at all was because, compared to the other people my school, I was a little above average. Maybe rumors would've been spread about my sexual preference or pigs blood thrown on me at prom if the popular kids had cared enough to do it.

I still wish I could label myself though. I still can't think of a label myself today. Can you guys think of a label for me?

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