Ahh dude, you were sooo close but missed the point entirely. Issue with being attractive in HS is it's cheap. You may actually be disgruntled because you sorta miss the "old you". Problem with this whole post is that your attractiveness didn't permeate to the core of your person.
I also had a similar story as you, except when I joined the football team and hung out with the cool kids, I didn't give a shit what anyone said about my old friends and went back to hang out with them. They were good people and their company never accompanied snide remarks about your choice of clothing, music, etc.
One thing I've learned is being the cool guy give you this amazing ability to actually conversant with many different groups and bring people together. That particular ability will earn you way more social browny points then anything else. It will also make you happy, because people will be happy to see you because of you, not because of how you look or who you hang out with.
> I started getting attention from the popular kids even though I maintained my "loner" friends.
> I also had a similar story as you, except when I joined the football team and hung out with the cool kids, I didn't give a shit what anyone said about my old friends and went back to hang out with them.
I'm not sure what you think you did differently to OP.
I also had a similar story as you, except when I joined the football team and hung out with the cool kids, I didn't give a shit what anyone said about my old friends and went back to hang out with them. They were good people and their company never accompanied snide remarks about your choice of clothing, music, etc.
One thing I've learned is being the cool guy give you this amazing ability to actually conversant with many different groups and bring people together. That particular ability will earn you way more social browny points then anything else. It will also make you happy, because people will be happy to see you because of you, not because of how you look or who you hang out with.
Just my 2 cents. Who knows, I could be wrong.