Never Been Kissed (My story)

By Irene Amo* (Featured Writer and vBlogger for Well, I just watched the movie Never Been Kissed with my sister, and I re...

By Irene Amo* (Featured Writer and vBlogger for

Well, I just watched the movie Never Been Kissed with my sister, and I realize how much me and you as individual can relate to such kind of movie. I’ve not really experienced the real thing called as college or university but as far as my experience goes as a high school student, I know one thing; it’s the same story in everyone’s life. Either you’re “the popular groupies” or “the geek” or “the normals”.

When I was in my old school in Shillong, till 2nd grade I remember all the embarrassing moments, the joke, the laughter’s, the mockeries that were played on me. I was their victim and I was made to cry. I was the total laughing stock. I still smell the fear of rejection in me sometime. I still can reminisce the time my teachers felt I was worth nothing and I could never be someone in my lifetime, I remember the amount of times I got punished for not doing a homework or not wearing the uniform well, the time a boy I had a crush on thought I was just worthy to carry his water bottle around, the time I was in the school choir team and being thrown out because I sang like a crow, the time a gal humiliated me because I didn’t have a nice dress or a shoe or a Barbie or a good lunch box or a good lunch to eat, the time when I spoke English made me a clown of the class, a time a teacher banged the book on me because I was too foolish to understand that 5x5=25 or that ‘the spelling of machine is not manchine’. Those were the most expensive years of my life which I shall never forget nor ever regret having to pass through them.

Irene Amo Then from 3rd grade I came down to Mumbai, a new school, a new environment. A place where people were fascinated at my face itself! My personality, my self esteem, my life began to get build here. It was like starting a new life, being a whole new self again. Another opportunity to get back to who I was born to be. Now as I can see my life has taken a whole new 180 degree turn. And I’ve never looked back at the looser Irene till now. But sometime its nice to look back and see the blessings I have been given. That’s the reason my dear readers, I never mocked at a gal who has torn clothes or shoes, I’ve never made fun of a gal with those weird sparkly glasses, I’ve never made a mistake of making someone feel what I felt, because every gal and boy will have their opportunity to outshine someday somehow.

A chance will come where they will become the rulers and ‘the others’ the victims. But there’s no use in taking revenge, cause I believe revenge is for the foolish people, so don’t be foolish when you become head and make fun of the tail because you never know what destiny can play. But to be honest, sometime I do make fun of the people I call ‘the torturers’.

I see their fake smiles, their odd outstanding clothes, the attitude they hold beyond their head, the fake smiles and I laugh at them and just pass them because I stand where they stand with this humble attitude knowing nothing in this world can bring true happiness unless you have the right attitude towards people. The coin can flip any second so better to be humble whether high and mighty or low and silly.

Every year when I go back to my native place, I see my old class mates, some who remember me and some who don’t. And they all can see the change. A change that not the city brought into me but a change I have of myself, a change that happened because I started to believe in myself. The city was just a measure but the real change came from within me.

So believe in yourself and be yourself. Even if what you’re wearing is outdated, even if you’re not as smart as others or you’re like a total geek who just know too much, or your just really snobbish and can’t help it, well, just be you because at the end of the day what matters is not what others think of you but what you think of yourself. Don’t try to be someone else because you are genuine and there’s just one you in this world.

Whatmatters-IreneI wasted nearly half my school life trying just to ‘fit in’ but when I started to just be me and shun the negative attitude thrown towards me, I became me, myself. Living my life, living a life no one thought I’d ever live.

About the author:- Irene Amo is pursuing a bachelor degree in media studies at St. Xavier’s College in Mumbai, India. She is a Featured Writer and vBlogger for



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