When I was in junior high, approximately nine thousand years ago, I was a young, shy, scared individual who thought that she was the center of the universe.  It’s not like I thought I was better than everyone—quite the opposite.  I just didn’t really give a shit about most of them.  Sounds terrible, right?  Well, it probably was, but it was also the truth.  I was too busy living my own drama that I didn’t have time to really spend too much time on anyone else.  I mean, I had a few friends, but I was never popular and I…