ThreadCula said:

Anybody who hates on a smart student is just jealous.

Actually, I have a cindarella story of sorts.
I was popular grades 10-12 but was severely picked on in grade 9.

Here's how it went down. In grades 6-9, I lived in a rural area of Alabama. A town called Alabaster. I was picked ALOT for being asian, for being nerdy, and for being just downright different.
I remember, it would be so bad that between 5th and 6th period I would try to chose which path I need to take from gym class to my Speech class in which I would get picked on the least or not be humiliated. Most days, it didn't matter what path I picked, something insulting would take place.
I remember once, some kid made fun of me and I fought back. Well, he beat my ass anyway. And this was between 5th and 6th period, and he was in my 6th period class.
Coupled with the fact that I was painfully shy, and my Parents were horrible parents who tended to blame me for being picked on, I more-or-less kept to myself as best as possible though the strategy didn't work out all that well. In 9th grade, I also couldn't wear nice clothes becuase I had no source of income except from mowing lawns (30 bucks every 2 weeks). So my Mom would buy me the cheapest shoes and pants on earth. Luckily with my 30 bucks I was able to buy a few nice shirts to offset that, but not often.
My shoes once got so nappy that my big toe stuck through a little hole in them. Till this day, I refuse to wear cheap shoes, and am constantly checking my nephews shoes to ensure they are not worn through. I was one of only 2 asians in my highschool, and the other kid was like me--asian but hanging out with the whites to blend in (Except for California, asians tend to have a severe identify crisis here--at least in the 80's).

Anyways, due to my dad being too lazy to get a job after quitting his, we moved from the rural area to Hoover Alabama, and I ended up switching schools to a middle class inner city school that was both bigger and much more diverse and tolerant than the rural school.
It was my chance to reinvent myself. And I knew I had to.
I got a job at a Chinese Resturant and started earning about 150 bucks a week in tips and wages, and completely transformed the way I dressed. I eperimented with "preppy" but discarded that early on for the "post modern/alt-rock look" which still had not blown up at that time (thus, I was seen as trendy). My friends were popular, and a neighbor friend of mine who was in a grade behind me introduced me to his older sister who was a cheerleader. She was...erm..eccentric, but she adored me and this helped me out as well.
By the time I was in the 12th grade, I no longer feared roaming the halls, nor feeling as if I was going to get my ass kicked. Whenever possible, I would attend parties (which I was actually invited to).
One thing never changed. I was shy. Likeable, funny--but on the inside shy.

Anyways, just thought I'd share.





[Edited 4/19/06 19:39pm]

charlottegelin said:

Not weird at all. I haven't even been to a high school reunion, never have had an interest in attending one, to be honest. I was pretty much an outcast all throughout high school, so I didn't care to see those people again, to be quite honest.

Imago said:

could you please repost that in normal text? I can't read this!!!

blah blah blah blah

psychodelicide said:

I went cause I thought it would be a laugh, got SOOOOO drunk

Actually, I have a cindarella story of sorts.
I was popular grades 10-12 but was severely picked on in grade 9.

Here's how it went down. In grades 6-9, I lived in a rural area of Alabama. A town called Alabaster. I was picked ALOT for being asian, for being nerdy, and for being just downright different.
I remember, it would be so bad that between 5th and 6th period I would try to chose which path I need to take from gym class to my Speech class in which I would get picked on the least or not be humiliated. Most days, it didn't matter what path I picked, something insulting would take place.
I remember once, some kid made fun of me and I fought back. Well, he beat my ass anyway. And this was between 5th and 6th period, and he was in my 6th period class.
Coupled with the fact that I was painfully shy, and my Parents were horrible parents who tended to blame me for being picked on, I more-or-less kept to myself as best as possible though the strategy didn't work out all that well. In 9th grade, I also couldn't wear nice clothes becuase I had no source of income except from mowing lawns (30 bucks every 2 weeks). So my Mom would buy me the cheapest shoes and pants on earth. Luckily with my 30 bucks I was able to buy a few nice shirts to offset that, but not often.
My shoes once got so nappy that my big toe stuck through a little hole in them. Till this day, I refuse to wear cheap shoes, and am constantly checking my nephews shoes to ensure they are not worn through. I was one of only 2 asians in my highschool, and the other kid was like me--asian but hanging out with the whites to blend in (Except for California, asians tend to have a severe identify crisis here--at least in the 80's).

Anyways, due to my dad being too lazy to get a job after quitting his, we moved from the rural area to Hoover Alabama, and I ended up switching schools to a middle class inner city school that was both bigger and much more diverse and tolerant than the rural school.
It was my chance to reinvent myself. And I knew I had to.
I got a job at a Chinese Resturant and started earning about 150 bucks a week in tips and wages, and completely transformed the way I dressed. I eperimented with "preppy" but discarded that early on for the "post modern/alt-rock look" which still had not blown up at that time (thus, I was seen as trendy). My friends were popular, and a neighbor friend of mine who was in a grade behind me introduced me to his older sister who was a cheerleader. She was...erm..eccentric, but she adored me and this helped me out as well.
By the time I was in the 12th grade, I no longer feared roaming the halls, nor feeling as if I was going to get my ass kicked. Whenever possible, I would attend parties (which I was actually invited to).
One thing never changed. I was shy. Likeable, funny--but on the inside shy.

Anyways, just thought I'd share.
[Edited 4/19/06 19:41pm]

psychodelicide said:

I went cause I thought it would be a laugh, got SOOOOO drunk

Actually, I have a cindarella story of sorts.
I was popular grades 10-12 but was severely picked on in grade 9.

Here's how it went down. In grades 6-9, I lived in a rural area of Alabama. A town called Alabaster. I was picked ALOT for being asian, for being nerdy, and for being just downright different.
I remember, it would be so bad that between 5th and 6th period I would try to chose which path I need to take from gym class to my Speech class in which I would get picked on the least or not be humiliated. Most days, it didn't matter what path I picked, something insulting would take place.
I remember once, some kid made fun of me and I fought back. Well, he beat my ass anyway. And this was between 5th and 6th period, and he was in my 6th period class.
Coupled with the fact that I was painfully shy, and my Parents were horrible parents who tended to blame me for being picked on, I more-or-less kept to myself as best as possible though the strategy didn't work out all that well. In 9th grade, I also couldn't wear nice clothes becuase I had no source of income except from mowing lawns (30 bucks every 2 weeks). So my Mom would buy me the cheapest shoes and pants on earth. Luckily with my 30 bucks I was able to buy a few nice shirts to offset that, but not often.
My shoes once got so nappy that my big toe stuck through a little hole in them. Till this day, I refuse to wear cheap shoes, and am constantly checking my nephews shoes to ensure they are not worn through. I was one of only 2 asians in my highschool, and the other kid was like me--asian but hanging out with the whites to blend in (Except for California, asians tend to have a severe identify crisis here--at least in the 80's).

Anyways, due to my dad being too lazy to get a job after quitting his, we moved from the rural area to Hoover Alabama, and I ended up switching schools to a middle class inner city school that was both bigger and much more diverse and tolerant than the rural school.
It was my chance to reinvent myself. And I knew I had to.
I got a job at a Chinese Resturant and started earning about 150 bucks a week in tips and wages, and completely transformed the way I dressed. I eperimented with "preppy" but discarded that early on for the "post modern/alt-rock look" which still had not blown up at that time (thus, I was seen as trendy). My friends were popular, and a neighbor friend of mine who was in a grade behind me introduced me to his older sister who was a cheerleader. She was...erm..eccentric, but she adored me and this helped me out as well.
By the time I was in the 12th grade, I no longer feared roaming the halls, nor feeling as if I was going to get my ass kicked. Whenever possible, I would attend parties (which I was actually invited to).
One thing never changed. I was shy. Likeable, funny--but on the inside shy.

Anyways, just thought I'd share.
[Edited 4/19/06 19:41pm]

psychodelicide said:

it didn't bother me. i had my own circle of friends. besides they were much more positive. my friends talked about politics and music and social problems. the chicks that didn't like us talked about boys and smokin' weed-the boys still liked me tho. but i never had a boyfriend in highschool tho

psychodelicide said:

I feel the same way Nan

Wow!!!
people can be just so ignorant

its funny
i became popular near the end because of my heavy involvement on the students council
i ran a committee singlehandedly, ran a huge event and got on tv
painted the first mural ever in my school
graduated @ the very top of my class with 7 awards (i felt like i was running cross country grad night!!!always running backstage to pick up another award)
no one else had as many awards :could9:

so i was moreso popular amongst the faculty than the students...i think i was a model student in my recluse artsy kinda way

charlottegelin said:

Yeah. Republicans.

brownsugar said:

I didn't have a boyfriend in high school either. The guys I went to high school with were not my type anyway, so I didn't feel like I missed out on anything. Heck, I didn't even go to any homecomings or proms.

Imago said:

I don't know what that is, I don't think we have them here? (probably under another name)

One thing I found funny was what I found out about myself after I graduated highschool. In my mind, I wasn't a nerd, but I was distanced from my other class mates. I use to think myself uncool. However after I got out of highschool I talked to a quite a few class mates here and there, and they all said the same thing. My distance, and cool/cold aditude toward all those around me, was seen as very snobby.

I found out I was a popular group of one.

Really everyone needs make peace with themself as of them in highschool for non of you or them where popular and we were all nerdy.

SammiJ said:

You received 7 awards and graduated at the top of your class? That's awesome! I know your family was very proud of you.

Imago said:

Wow!!!
people can be just so ignorant

charlottegelin said:

social conservatives/neo-liberal capitalists

Typical Alabamians

psychodelicide said:

no...not really...
but that's another thread

SammiJ said:

Awwww We're hella proud of u

psychodelicide said:

I didnt have a boyfriend in highscool either. I had a sort of boyfriend at the end of senior year
One guy even told me I was too much of a good girl..he didnt want to hurt me They all liked the stupid,fast girls.
I went to prom by myself and I had sooo much fun. I danced the night away with everyone's date. Ha! Some people were shocked "the bookworm can dance!"

psychodelicide said:

no...not really...
but that's another thread

SammiJ said:

Awwww We're hella proud of u

I have no idea on that one. I was militant back then and prez of club. I was in my small group though. Some how the politically correct students took over my school. Our class superlatives sucked! They changed them to shit like, Most respected, Most community service, Most Active kind of shit. They said the others were to sexist like best smile, eyes, body and class clown. They changed the most athletic to something weird. I took over lunch time activities and almost got expelled! (That was fun!) They thought a riot was going to break out because the whole student body came to the lunch time Talent show. Nothing happened. Lunch time dances had theme songs and the teachers protested when I choose the song Is it your hair or a weave for the theme. I rocked the song anyway. They wanted our prom to be a political fucking rally. No sleeveless gowns, instrumental music, hours from 5-10 pm, pictures where screened for lude behavior or vulgar gestures and part of the ticket price was going to some government organization. They almost ruined our prom but I threatened bodily harm on all of the committee by all of the members of my quasi-greek club. I guess I was always fighting something and the kids knew me. Wow, those were the days!
[Edited 4/19/06 19:55pm]

ThreadCula said:

Good for you for going to the prom by yourself, I never would have had the nerve to do that myself. Sounds like you showed your classmates that you are a good dancer.