*My Life is Average*

One of the websites that I sometimes like to look at is called "mylifeisaverage.com". It's a website full of people telling stories about their average lives that are so funny, mostly because I can relate to many of them. Today I had a moment that made me think of that website and all the average lives out there.

All of the students who have a 3.7 or above GPA were invited to this academic awards banquet tonight. I have only won one award in my entire life that was not participation and it was a Choir award in 8th grade. She probably just picked names from a cup, because all I did in there was lip sinc. Even if me winning the award was a fluke, it felt really great being dressed up among the smart kids. For that moment, nobody knew that I was sitting on a D in pre-algebra. Nobody knew that I got my first C in math in the fourth grade. Nobody knew that I couldn't even read until the second grade. For that one day in 8th grade,I was just another smart kid getting recognized for my scholarly affairs. It made me feel important, and I liked that feeling. That is, until the banquet actually began. It was the most boring thing I ever had to sit through! I was like..WOA….why are we punished for being smart? This thing is LAME. So from then on my feelings about award's banquets were changed for the worst. I didn't want my name to be picked out of the cup for choir again. Being mediocre meant that I could be at home dancing and eating hotdogs, instead of sitting through a boring session. I never wanted to attend anything academia ever again!

Today, however, my feelings were a little different. I kinda felt left out, especially since I work my tail off for my grades. There's a point where my brain just hits a wall and information is nowhere to be found. Making a 3.7 would probably cost me a limb. Ya, I'd have my certificate, but no hand left to receive it with. I look in my brain for information about math and science and it's completely empty. But I work really hard and turn everything in, and I haven't skipped class once this semester. I'm never even late to class! Some of the students invited to those awards banquets are LATE a ton! But me, Miss Prompt…not invited. It's all about the numbers. I do want to have some sort of recognition for all I'm doing. Maybe I'm just working hard to work hard and be better in my own life. I guess recognition doesn't really matter too much in the end. But if I won an award my facebook status would be about it for the next thirty days.

Anyway, my average moment came when everyone of the smart kids were in their awards banquet and I was running from security. I wanted to get some water bottles from the student center and all the academicy people had taken the parking places! So rude! I mean….people with GPA's lower than 3.7 deserve a parking place, too! So I decided that parking on the off limits sidewalk next to the front door would be my best option. I was only parking for three minutes AT MOST. I am not happy that I didn't obey the rules, because I am a definite rule follower….but I was already not invited to the banquet, you see. I just wanted some water.

Once I got my water, I noticed this security man with a notepad of tickets to give on his way outside. I knew that my car was going to be first on the list, so I seriously started RUNNING in front of him down the stairs like a mad woman. I heard him call my name (Yes, they know my name) and I just pretended like I saw something very interesting on the horizon. I ran as fast and I could, got into my car, tried to put my drink in the cup holder but my sanitizer knocked it over. I was FREAKING out..my blood pressure was rising fast and I felt like I was running for my life. I started my car really quickly and as he almost got to my window, I put it in drive and was outta there!!!! I don't think he knew I saw him. I love security and we are very good friends thanks to past experiences. Run in's with security can be very great for our relationship, but not when I'm in the wrong. I like confrontation if I'm not gonna lose, and I was definitely about to lose.

My escape made me realize I will not park in that place anymore, because I do feel guilty when I don't follow the rules. But this one time I wanted to rebel because I wasn't invited to the banquet. Can't this school see that I'm always busy doing something academic? Don't they realize that I have to say no to many social endeavors to the educational cause? They must have missed the memo.

Basically, what it comes down to is while every scholarly student was enjoying their academic banquet…I was running from security. That is all.
Love, My life is average