I have been thinking recently about that movie Butterfly Effect. Mostly because Paige has been talking about it and what her life would be like.
So, I of course, with my susceptible mind, have also been dwelling on the what ifs.
Like what if I had never roomed with Lisa, my first best friend and one of the main reasons I stuck it out at A&M?
I wouldn't know Courtney, the dirty knees hooker. Or Sandra or Stinky Ashley or Robin, who still has that porn I lent her three years ago!
What if I had stayed with Charles. My first love.
I imagine I would be divorced and have at least two brats. Unhappy. Fat(er). I was never a good judge of men until Alan came along.
What if my parents had stayed together, even for just three or four more years?
What if I was Derrell's biological child and not just his little girl by marriage?
What if I had actually been a boy? My name would be Gregory.
I know because of my mean sisters and their taunting when I was young.
What if I had spent all my summers somewhere instead of my Grandma and Grandpa's?
Would I have gone to A&M? Would I be such a different person? Or would just my life be different and not my attitude/personality?
What if????????
3 comments:
Two thoughts:
1) I am not a dirty knee hooker. I was squatting in the back of Coty's truck on the way back from the bonfire party. It was totally truck bed rub off on my jeans. And that's all I'm gonna say about that.
2) I'm so glad that things turned out the way they did - I love having you as a friend. You've been such a positive person in my life...other than the talk about dirty knees. screw you for that :)
Unless Coty's truck had a bed of grass in it, I am sticking with the DKH knickname!
But that only means I love you so very much.
NUH UH - it was totally black stuff on my jeans. You guys suck and lie all at the same time!!!
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