as i'm relaxing last night, watching my favorite members of mckinley high's new directions (that would be ALL of them....but mostly one brittany s. pierce), i'm expecting some laughs, some tunes, some snark courtesy of santana of course...
what i'm not expecting is being close to tears. from a commercial.
i haven't seen very many things that moved me more than this commercial. if you can even call it that.
it's really just a giant hug to all the kids who feel like they don't fit in, whether they're gay or not, whether they're out or not...whether they are watching or not. it's a hug, with a teeny little blurb about google at the front and back.
and you know what? they're right. cuz high school? or middle school? it ALWAYS. GETS. BETTER.
first off....girls in middle school are TOTAL BITCHES. you couldn't pay me enough money to revisit 7th and 8th grade, without promises of allowing me to sucker punch stupid chicks talking smack without retribution. then MAYBE i'd go.
i had a fine time in high school....but i also went to a smart-kid school. when you're in a magnet program...there isn't a lot of room for the jocks to tease people...cuz they're also in drama classes with you. and making better grades in AP chemistry.
even without getting bullied, i was still a super-tall, kind of chubby girl with glasses and NO game, pining after senior boys and longing to be asked out on a date (which totally didn't happen until college, for the record).
basically...if you peaked in high school, I FEEL SORRY FOR YOU. cuz now? now you're probably chain-smoking, coaching a kid's tee-ball team and reliving the glory days. you're trip mcneilly.
i'm so thankful it gets better than those 6 years of my life...and i'm glad there's a group showing everyone the same thing =)
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