ylexot said:
That was me...welcome in all the cliques, member of none...not sure about the "brave" part though
I wanted to be like everyone else, in high school - for a while. I switched schools, again, and again, until finally completing senior year in a new school.
By that time, I really didn't give a crap if I fit in. I was only gonna be there one year anyway. I had a few friends, and they were all I needed.
I still can't believe the losers I wanted so badly to fit in with, though. They were the kind of kids they show in movies as the real nitwits - and I wanted to FIT IN with them. Kinda sad.
ANYWAY - one of my niece's friends had that shirt on, and thought it was Bob Marley (for real). My niece was smart enough to know it was Che Guevara, but didn't know a lot about him, except that he was Cuban. And she said that most of her friends had no idea it was even a real person when they wore the shirt.