I rox0r! You’re pWn3d!
As most of you have probably noticed, I take no pains in hiding the fact that I’m a huge nerd. In fact, in a way, I relish in the glory of being one of the geekiest kids you’ll ever meet.
However, it wasn’t always that way. I was once quite the ugly duckling who wanted desperately to be cool. Here is a picture of me as a youngster 7-9 years ago (not sure exactly, but that was the timespan of those particular glasses).
As you can see, I was quite the looker. Needless to say the men were bowing at my feet with offers of marriage, and the popular/beautiful/popular girls were all scrambling to be my friend. …Not.
That is why today’s story is particularly touching.
My friend, Peter
The other day (01.27.2005), I received this particularly interesting message in my message box.
are you the same kim nguyen that I knew when i went to westmont for a year? You were one of my few friends. You used to wear red glasses if I remember correctly. If so, i’m so sorry I did not keep in touch over the years. After we moved, I lost the book that I wrote down numbers in. Anyhow, I’d love to be able to catch up with you after the past 7 years. I hope this doesn’t creep you out or anything.
-Peter |
Peter? Peter. Peter….. Peter. (clicks on his profile)… HOLY CRAP! Peter! FELLOW NERD-FRIEND, FRENCH PARTNER, AND CHESS CLUB MEMBER
My friend from 9th grade had found me randomly after 7 years
Unbelievable. After 7 years, he still remembered me and my red glasses. It was one of the most poignant moments of my life. I was so excited that I failed to reply to his message because I was too busy telling all my friends the amazing story of my friend Peter from high school.
Aww come on…you don’t remember me? Well it’s cool because I did move and go to a different High School after freshman year. -Peter |
Ok, I’m retarded, I’m sorry I didn’t reply, Peter… Take this PUBLIC APOLOGY from me, PLEASE. But seriously — you are officially on the list of high on cool people I know.
My most memorable Peter memory
Ok, so it’s a given that we were both fairly nerdy. However, what you might not realize is that at the beginning of my highschool career I was also somewhat of an outcast. Because of that, my groups in classes always ended up being all the outcasts of the class.
Peter was also an outcast (sorry Peter! you know it’s true!)… So needless to say, in French class, we shared many a group projects.
The best group project we ever did was an end of the year video presentation in French Class [note: almost all group presentations were videos].
Has anyone ever taken French? If you have you might have had to been exposed to the horrible French Learning tapes that featured a talking pineapple named “Anana” (pineapple). For our final project we had to create our own episode of Anana’s adventures.
Ours was the greatest project ever — we filmed it in my backyard, and the plot was priceless. (Let’s see if I remember this correctly….It’s been 7 years)
I’m telling you, we’re freakin’ geniuses.
Je suis un Ananette! Just kidding, my real french name was FIFI for all four years of french. Fifi Nguyen.
I wish I still had that video, so I could show all of you. It was straight genius.
The single most touching thing about this whole thing is that, last night, before signing off AIM and going to bed, Peter said to me — “Thank you, for being my friend”.
My eyes became moist. It made me realize that sometimes, you make an impact in people’s lives without ever having known it. Thank you, Peter, for finding me.
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Love,
Kim
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