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Imagine living in an episode of The O.C. every day for four years, except your family barely makes enough money to squeak by. A lower-middle-class kid in an upper-middle-class school. SUCKED.
My 10-year reunion was interesting, though. I show up in a designer suit I bought at an outlet mall and a $20 haircut and all of a sudden I'm the hit of the party, pretty much.
Superficial bastards.
Not a single person cared that I have a B.A. from the toughtest English Lit program in the country.