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You May Have Worn The Prom Dress With Him, But I Get To Wear The Wedding Dress

You had him in high school, but I get him for the rest of my life.
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High school seems like the best time of your life when you are in it. You think that all of your friends will be with you until the end, and that you will end up with whoever you are dating your senior year. For very few, that might just be the case. For all others, that is far from true.

You thought that you would marry your boyfriend and you thought that everything would work out how you had always imagined. I don't blame you though. He's great. You wanted everything with him, but you were just not right for him.

I wish I could say that I am sorry it didn't work out for you, but I can't. I can't because he is mine now, and I get to cherish him forever. You didn't do that right, and you were not meant to be together. You will find someone too, but I am happy that you were not the one for him.

Sometimes I have issues with jealousy, and I hate that you got all of the high school stuff with him. You got to go to games and support him. It kills me that I couldn't be there for him because I know I would have actually been there wholeheartedly. I would have done it out of love, not as a popularity appearance.

I hate that you got to go to all of the school dances with him. He got to see you all dressed up and probably told you how great you looked. I'm sure you did look great. Prom dresses were always fun to pick out and so colorful. It was exciting to match colors with your date. I am sure you had fun choosing his matching tux to your dress.

I find myself getting jealous, but then I stop. I am getting to match his tux with our wedding colors. I got to go dress shopping in a sea of white, and he doesn't get to know one detail about that dress yet. He will get to see me walk down the aisle and then every day forever. I get to love him forever.

I try to not get jealous of all of the things you got with him because it is all in the past. You had your time, and now I get the wedding. You got to dress up in high school, but I get to dress up for my wedding with him. He may have put a corsage on your wrist, but he will be putting the wedding ring on my finger.

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I Don't Miss High School, And I'm Not Sorry About It

The yearbook was closed and has been closed since I received my diploma.
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High school: It's said to be the best four years of your life. However, I discovered that they had been the worst four of mine. I don't miss high school, not even for a split second. Why would I miss a place where everyone pretended to be my friend? Why would I miss a place where everyone knew everyone's business? Why would I miss a place where people had no better way to spend their time besides talking about each other and subtweeting each other? (Yes, I'm guilty of that, too.)

When I first walked through the halls of my high school, I was that lost, ugly freshman girl who thought it was necessary to look good every single day of the week. As the years went on, I was still a little ugly but had some type of "glo-up" each new school year.

I was never the student to be picked for anything. I ran for student council my freshman year and lost because it was a popularity contest, so I didn't run again. I played softball, but my talents were underappreciated, so I didn't come back my sophomore year. I tried almost everything offered at the school and could not find out where I fit in. Now that I look back, I'm different than everyone else I went to school with and I really don't fit in with who they are.

In high school, there was never anything to do. You couldn't drive until junior year, so bumming rides off of the older kids or walking everywhere was the most common form of transportation (because no one wants their mommy and daddy dropping them off). When the older kids finally got their licenses, it was a cool thing to jam out in the car five nights a week. Just driving around and wasting gas — why did we think it was fun?

The rumors and the pettiness in high school were overall ridiculous. No one can be themselves in high school without feeling uncomfortable about it. Everyone will judge you for whatever they can. I don't miss high school at all: Not the sports, not the students, not the place, not the food. Nothing is missed or worth looking back on. The worst four years of my life are over.

One year in college has been better and filled with more memories than four years in high school.

High school sucks. Point blank. Yearbook closed.

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