Growing up the only social life I had was school. There was no going out with friends at all. No parties. No nothing.

Just the Monday through Friday 8am-2:30pm environment that was school.

But my senior year came, and I was allowed to spend the night with my best friend once a month. My dad would drop me off at 7 p.m. and pick me up at 7 a.m. I was such a dork that I never slept when I had that night of teenage normalcy due to the excitement of it being a thing. Plus, I didn’t want to sleep my one night of awesomeness away too quickly.

I wasn’t allowed to go anywhere per my dad’s wishes, something that went right out the window the minute he dropped me off. A group of us would often go out and do the traditional Friday night thing in our small town…cruise the strip and end up in the Walmart parking lot. Yeah. It was that small of a town.

But on our way to pick up the rest of the girls, my best friend and I would sing this song as loud as we could with the windows rolled down in her Pontiac Sunfire. Just a couple of white girls with bad hair and glasses, singing about being a “Freak Like Me” 🙄😂

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