Oh, where to begin…
I was born in 1975, so a lot of girls in high school were Jennifers. I was friends with two of them. One was extremely smart and sweet. The other was the type who’d sell her own mother if she could get a decent price. She’s the type who’d steal someone’s boyfriend just so she could say that she did. I didn’t remain her friend for long.
Other than that:
-One was a complete dipshit, very annoying, but nice.
-One was a total stuck up snob who thought her shit didn’t stink.
-One was a cheerleader slut who bragged of her (numerous) sexual exploits, then cried when people called her a whore.
-The rest all fell somewhere in the spectrum.
I also have a cousin named Jennifer. She is one of those people who is beautiful, talented, sweet, smart, etc. She’s freaking perfect, and if she weren’t so nice and friendly, you’d hate her for being so perfect.