I was not cool in high school. At all. I wasn’t unpopular by any means. I knew just about everyone in school (it was a small high school) and I’d say I was well-liked enough. I had an awesome group of close friends, most of whom were on the swim team. But even in my […]
cool kids
I’m the cool one, he’s the cool one, she’s the cool one, we’re the cool one, wouldn’t you like to be the cool one too?
The other day I was talking about that little red number over the facebook message icon. How you never know what lies behind that number. Well, just recently, that number lit up again. But before I get to that, let me backtrack. I grew up in a seriously loaded town in Connecticut. Lots and lots, […]
