Middle school and most of high school was quite a socially awkward time for me, as I'm sure it was for most people. But by far, the most difficult time was lunch time. There was nothing that filled my pubescent body with more dread in middle school than getting to the cafeteria late and finding all the lunch tables full. Well, nothing except maybe talking to girls, but I still have that problem. But that's a different blog, for a different time.
Lunch time. Gah... My best bet was to get there early and find an empty table. But even then, I felt guilty for wasting table space. There was usually a bubble of empty seats around me because nobody wanted to sit by me. I could feel the eyes upon me and the thoughts behind them, "Why are you wasting perfectly good table space, Fatty? Why don't you go eat in the bathroom? And while you're in there, why don't you go ahead and fuck yourself."
So when I got to high school and discovered we could eat in the hallways, I naturally took advantage of this opportunity.
I managed to find the coldest, most depressing, secluded hallway in the school and ate there for most of my Freshman and Sophomore years. My childhood chum Ray called it "Matt's Corner."
So, while I should've been in the cafeteria socializing with my peers and making the most out of my high school experience, I was alone with my thoughts in Matt's Corner, eating my daily bag of french fries. Sometimes people would visit Matt's corner. To pity me. But it was such a pathetic eating situation to be around, I don't blame anyone for not wanting to eat there.
And now I have this blog. I was trying to come up with a name for it. At first, all I could think of was Matt Gibson's Blog. Very creative, I know. But now I'm thinking I'll call it Matt's Corner. A place where I can be alone with my thoughts, eating a bag of fries, when I should be out eating vegetables and socializing. And people can stop by from time to time and pity me if it tickles their fancy.
Yes, Matt's Corner. I think I've found the perfect name.