The DUFF and My Dislike for the Term

DUFF means Designated Ugly Fat Friend.

The ugliest pic of me I could find.
And I actually think I was cute for
the end of the school day 

I don't know if I have ever been anyone's DUFF. I might have and didn't know it. I don't care too. I know people who have been the DUFF and they felt like crap. I have been accused of having one. And that is not a good feeling at all.

 I can't wait for this movie to come out. I'm going to see it in theaters.
1. It has an eye candy lister in in it. Romany Malco is the principal. 2. Strangely the teen angst movies of the millenium actually helps me understand my high school days. I first saw it with "Mean Girls" (We All were Mean Girls to somebody) and I have feeling this movie will be an aid also.

When I thought my forehead was big

High School was just that High School for me. There were ups and downs and by the time the last semester rolled around, I couldn't wait to graduate because I knew College was going to be much better. I went to a small turned gigantic magnet school for high school. Trust me the same high school social issues happen at magnet schools. Magnet school students are the same as those at a regular comprehensive school. They just did better academically in middle school. I came away finding out two things about myself when I left high school.
1. Proving to Adults, that tried to box me in, that I am smart is Fun (I did a stint in Summer School because of Chemistry. Counselor wanted me to drop down to the Regular High plan and that was not acceptable. The next school year we got a new counselor. And I did well under her & stayed on the Advance plan.) 
2. I hate for anyone to think I am mean & malicious to anyone I consider my friends. (The reason for this blog)

The same crap that gets me praise for now got me looked at weirdly in high school. I was a Christian, Plus Size, Sarcastic, Nerdy, Black girl that liked to read all types of books especially one with black characters. My grades were high A's to average B's (except for Chemistry). No matter how smart a-word I could be or how frequent (very) cuss words left my mouth, I was thought to be a good girl with many of the guys (Learned that my Senior year, the hard way). I was the teacher's pet to teachers I thought were Stupid (That is a phenomena that started in the 4th grade).  My favorite teacher was the most dislike but most respected in the school. I dressed by my own rules. Any random day, I would wear dress clothes, just because I like dressing up. I owned an obscene amount of cotton/spandex blend short skirts.

Looks at those shorts

My shorts (culottes actually) were knee length and longer. And the few times I wore jeans (I'm gonna blog about it, I promise), they were elastic waist mom jeans. They only thing consistently current or trendy about my look was my hair. I had a standing salon appointment every two weeks. I did gossip a tad but I was Not the go to gossip person. Oh and I was extremely clumsy. I fell a lot. My knees cuss me out about it, daily.

That face screams "Snark"

I guess I was "Popular Enough". I got invited to some of the parties. The popular people knew me. One of the popular people was/still is my friend. I ran with a small group people that resembled most of the same personality quirks I had, except for grades or smartness. That aspect varied. I ran with people that were graduating early or with honors and I was also friends with people who did Not graduate. Also the people I hung out with varied in looks. Ok I believe that No One is Ugly, They Just Don't Look the Way You Want Them to Look. Well, I ran with someone most people at school didn't look like they wanted them to. One day one of my other friends, who is also still my friend, actually said that was why I was that person's friend. I didn't even know how to respond to such a horrible accusation. So, I confided in another friend and I found out that one thought that about me with not just the one friend but also the friend that I was confiding to them about. So, I quietly did a poll of the others and found out most of them thought that person didn't look like they wanted them to look. I also found out that a few more thought I only hung with that person to make sure I looked better. I also quietly polled my non-school friend and family and they thought that about that friend and other outside of school friends also. I hated to know people thought that of me. Well being a teenager, what did I do? I tried to make sure that person looked good. That was what the teen angst movies of my teen years suggest I did. That failed big time because that person was comfortable in the skin they were in. As they should've been.

Look at the roller prints in that hair
Still wear that dress around the house

We grew apart once I went to college. That person visited me once while I was at UT-Arlington and I knew then we were worlds apart. We haven't spoken since then. The two accusers, are actually the only friends from high school I even still speak to without the aid of social media. Trust me, God is going to have to break us up. We have hurdled a lot worse issues than this. We are not the same people we were in high school, at all.

But I was Not that person's friend just so I could look better. That is a gross thing to do. I think that DUFFness is actually a natural occurrence among friends. DUFFs are not just the "ugly friend". DUFFs can be the "not a book smart friend", "goofy friend", or maybe the "not the same gender" friend of a group of friends. It's just a natural occurrence that somebody is different in someway in the group. If my opinion is ever proven true, we all are/will be DUFFs at some point in our friendship life.