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The high school years were the worst of my life. As far as reunions, I went to my 10 year, but I really don't care to go to any more. The only people I cared about or cared about me are people I still keep in contact with. Why would I want to see people who made my life hell for four years? Yes, I'm still bitter even after all this time. | |
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The high school years were the worst of my life. As far as reunions, I went to my 10 year, but I really don't care to go to any more. The only people I cared about or cared about me are people I still keep in contact with. Why would I want to see people who made my life hell for four years? Yes, I'm still bitter even after all this time. Ugh, I have NO interest in going to my high school reunions. They don't even contact me anymore. I don't dislike the people with whom I graduated, but I just don't particularly care about them enough to spend a weekend in Indiana getting drunk with them and listening to them blather on about their kids and their jobs and blether blether blether...I wish 'em well, now leave me alone.  | |
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The high school years were the worst of my life. As far as reunions, I went to my 10 year, but I really don't care to go to any more. The only people I cared about or cared about me are people I still keep in contact with. Why would I want to see people who made my life hell for four years? Yes, I'm still bitter even after all this time. Yeah, I'd rather have some minor body part amputated without anesthesia than attend a reunion. oh noes, prince is gonna soo me!!1! | |
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Anx said: TMPletz said: Popular?
The high school years were the worst of my life. As far as reunions, I went to my 10 year, but I really don't care to go to any more. The only people I cared about or cared about me are people I still keep in contact with. Why would I want to see people who made my life hell for four years? Yes, I'm still bitter even after all this time. Ugh, I have NO interest in going to my high school reunions. They don't even contact me anymore. I don't dislike the people with whom I graduated, but I just don't particularly care about them enough to spend a weekend in Indiana getting drunk with them and listening to them blather on about their kids and their jobs and blether blether blether...I wish 'em well, now leave me alone.
Ditto. I don't bear any grudges as such but if I'd wanted to stay in contact with them, I would've. The friends I had then, I still have now. | |
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onenitealone said: Anx said: Ugh, I have NO interest in going to my high school reunions. They don't even contact me anymore. I don't dislike the people with whom I graduated, but I just don't particularly care about them enough to spend a weekend in Indiana getting drunk with them and listening to them blather on about their kids and their jobs and blether blether blether...I wish 'em well, now leave me alone.
Ditto. I don't bear any grudges as such but if I'd wanted to stay in contact with them, I would've. The friends I had then, I still have now. Co-sign to both comments... Two of my best friends from HS now live in NYC too  What the odds of 3 people from a podunk town of 850 all living in NYC?The check. The string he dropped. The Mona Lisa. The musical notes taken out of a hat. The glass. The toy shotgun painting. The things he found. Therefore, everything seen–every object, that is, plus the process of looking at it–is a Duchamp. | |
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Anx said: TMPletz said: Popular?
The high school years were the worst of my life. As far as reunions, I went to my 10 year, but I really don't care to go to any more. The only people I cared about or cared about me are people I still keep in contact with. Why would I want to see people who made my life hell for four years? Yes, I'm still bitter even after all this time. Ugh, I have NO interest in going to my high school reunions. They don't even contact me anymore. I don't dislike the people with whom I graduated, but I just don't particularly care about them enough to spend a weekend in Indiana getting drunk with them and listening to them blather on about their kids and their jobs and blether blether blether...I wish 'em well, now leave me alone. Same. I didn't bother with my 10 year and I won't bother in the future either. |
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CarrieMpls said: Anx said: Ugh, I have NO interest in going to my high school reunions. They don't even contact me anymore. I don't dislike the people with whom I graduated, but I just don't particularly care about them enough to spend a weekend in Indiana getting drunk with them and listening to them blather on about their kids and their jobs and blether blether blether...I wish 'em well, now leave me alone. Same. I didn't bother with my 10 year and I won't bother in the future either. Me neither...I just really don't care.  I'm still friends with the people who I want to be and the rest just don't matter much. | |
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TMPletz said: Popular?
The high school years were the worst of my life. As far as reunions, I went to my 10 year, but I really don't care to go to any more. The only people I cared about or cared about me are people I still keep in contact with. Why would I want to see people who made my life hell for four years? Yes, I'm still bitter even after all this time. co sign..although not quite as bitter | |
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I was I think not the post picked on kid...but the second most. Grades 6-8 absolutely sucked. I was in Public Junior High..and some of the kids were so bad, they should have been in HS, but were held back. White trash stoner thugs. Poking pins in me spitting on me...among other things. I was a really little kid, and I suppose they got their jollies on tormenting me.
Then Catholic HS. Yeah fun there. At least there was a disipline factor that kept kids from really picking on me. There were a few though. The first 3 years were awful. But I worked come age 15, so I didn't really care that I had no friends...I was busy with School and work. Everything turned around my senior year of HS. I mean EVERYTHING. I basically befriended someone (one of the brothers at the HS) who pointed me in a really good direction in life. I found myself. Since all of that, I have had folks come up to me and apologize for treating me like shit (which I would imagine to be a hard thing to do). In fact there was this one girl I ran into in my adult years ...and she apologized profusely at how she was with me in grammar school. I had already forgiven her, but it was a good vindication to hear some of these apologies. Christian Zombie Vampires | |
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I was tragically alone 
I have since made up for it tho. I have debutante balls all the time now  2010: Healing the Wounds of the Past.... http://prince.org/msg/8/325740 | |
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SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said: I was tragically alone
I have since made up for it tho. I have debutante balls all the time now I've seen those balls, he is SO popular!  VOTE....EARLY | |
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superspaceboy said: I was I think not the post picked on kid...but the second most. Grades 6-8 absolutely sucked. I was in Public Junior High..and some of the kids were so bad, they should have been in HS, but were held back. White trash stoner thugs. Poking pins in me spitting on me...among other things. I was a really little kid, and I suppose they got their jollies on tormenting me.
Then Catholic HS. Yeah fun there. At least there was a disipline factor that kept kids from really picking on me. There were a few though. The first 3 years were awful. But I worked come age 15, so I didn't really care that I had no friends...I was busy with School and work. Everything turned around my senior year of HS. I mean EVERYTHING. I basically befriended someone (one of the brothers at the HS) who pointed me in a really good direction in life. I found myself. Since all of that, I have had folks come up to me and apologize for treating me like shit (which I would imagine to be a hard thing to do). In fact there was this one girl I ran into in my adult years ...and she apologized profusely at how she was with me in grammar school. I had already forgiven her, but it was a good vindication to hear some of these apologies. I've never had anyone apologize to me becuase I have not seen anyone from my old highschool except in College. And by then, I had the upper hand. I was telling Charlott on orgnote (we're orgnote hunnies) that one fo them was in my english composition class and the teacher read our papers outloud to ask the class to critique them to see what improvements could be made. I'm not sure how but I recognized the paper being read was "his" and I tore it apart. I went sentence by sentense explaining every minute detail of what he had written, why I thought whoever "he" was that he obviously wasn't paying any attention to what the professor had just lectured, etc. He just sat their with a red face and silent. It was the only "later life" exchange I ever had with anyone.
Now I don't view my "bullies" in the same light. I'm very well aware of the person who is in my memory was a snapshot in time of the process of someone's development--that indeed they are not still that same person I have in my memories. And I can't say that I've forgiven them since I don't view my situation growing up as a horrible thing. It lead me down the path to who I am now (I know it sounds cliche'), and made me extremely sensative to the underdog. | |
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TMPletz said: Popular?
The high school years were the worst of my life. As far as reunions, I went to my 10 year, but I really don't care to go to any more. The only people I cared about or cared about me are people I still keep in contact with. Why would I want to see people who made my life hell for four years? Yes, I'm still bitter even after all this time. I was on the fringe as well - had some popular friends, was in student government and on the school paper - that kind of thing. I was certianly no prom queen
I went to my HS reunion - more for curiosity sake, probably won't go to another. But you are absolutely correct - you will stay in touch with people who grew into being like-minded adults and will remain friends with those few. That whole high school world was so cruel and harsh... but it almost feels like a bizarre right of passage that we all experience on some level. However, it is difficult to explain to teens who are in the thick of it. If the experience is really bad, it can scar someone for life.... or at it's worst, end up a Colombine situation.  VOTE....EARLY | |
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DiminutiveRocker said: SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said: I was tragically alone
I have since made up for it tho. I have debutante balls all the time now I've seen those balls, he is SO popular! one of my fellow ballers 
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I came out when I was eleven years old. In 1983. So you can imagine how popular I was in high school... | |
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i never thought of myself as "POPULAR", i was one of those b-list type kids, who had their own clique of friends, mostly theatre people from both high school and outside school theatre. we had our own thing going, but were kinda fringe in the big picture, i thought.
i have been out of the closet since i was 14. i just never saw the point in lying. it's other people's problems if they can't deal with it, not mine. no one ever beat me up, because as an early bloomer, i was taller and because of family genetics, much more muscular. i also have (present tense) a group of male friends who are uber-butch and will nto let anyone fuck with me. once i got to high school, i barely even heard the word "fag" from people around me, unless it was friends of mine joking. i knew people would call me such behind my back, but who cares? i used to get invited to lots of parties, but i always assumed that it was because of my friends who were more popular than i. i also used to joke with pam acosta, the only other very loudly OUT kid in our 536 large graduating class that she and i got invited to parties because it was fashionable to invite the queers. a few weeks after i graduated, i was flipping channels and one of the public access stations was re-running our graduation as well as the graduation for the other high school in town. since they were not far from my name, i watched. when my name was announced and i walked the stage, it got LOUD. you could see lots of the other graduates shaking hands above their heads and her them scream fairly loudly, louder in general than the people who preceded me. i never knew, i didn't even notice as i was crossing the stage.
maybe it, too, was just people saying "YAY GAY KID! WE APPLAUD YOUR HONEST AND BRAVERY", maybe it was for me as a person. who knows? [Edited 4/20/06 12:22pm] Power tends to corrupt; absolute power corrupts absolutely. - Lord Acton | |
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I was friends with some very popular people, but no way, not me!
I knew who almost everyone was at my high school, at least their names. I can't tell you how many times I met people (in college I roomed with a popular guy from my high school) whose face & name I knew who asked me "You went to Santa Monica High?" I was apparently like white paint. My Legacy
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NDRU said: I was friends with some very popular people, but no way, not me!
I knew who almost everyone was at my high school, at least their names. I can't tell you how many times I met people (in college I roomed with a popular guy from my high school) whose face & name I knew who asked me "You went to Santa Monica High?" I was apparently like white paint. Meanwhile, I have people who recognize me from high school (and elsewhere) and I've no idea who they are.  It happens fairly regularly. It's not that I'm rude, I just kind of live in my own world sometimes. And I think my red hair makes me recognizable. lol. |
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cborgman said: i never thought of myself as "POPULAR", i was one of those b-list type kids, who had their own clique of friends, mostly theatre people from both high school and outside school theatre. we had our own thing going, but were kinda fringe in the big picture, i thought.
i have been out of the closet since i was 14. i just never saw the point in lying. it's other people's problems if they can't deal with it, not mine. no one ever beat me up, because as an early bloomer, i was taller and because of family genetics, much more muscular. i also have (present tense) a group of male friends who are uber-butch and will nto let anyone fuck with me. once i got to high school, i barely even heard the word "fag" from people around me, unless it was friends of mine joking. i knew people would call me such behind my back, but who cares? i used to get invited to lots of parties, but i always assumed that it was because of my friends who were more popular than i. i also used to joke with pam acosta, the only other very loudly OUT kid in our 536 large graduating class that she and i got invited to parties because it was fashionable to invite the queers. a few weeks after i graduated, i was flipping channels and one of the public access stations was re-running our graduation as well as the graduation for the other high school in town. since they were not far from my name, i watched. when my name was announced and i walked the stage, it got LOUD. you could see lots of the other graduates shaking hands above their heads and her them scream fairly loudly, louder in general than the people who preceded me. i never knew, i didn't even notice as i was crossing the stage.
maybe it, too, was just people saying "YAY GAY KID! WE APPLAUD YOUR HONEST AND BRAVERY", maybe it was for me as a person. who knows? [Edited 4/20/06 12:22pm]
The screamed loud during my graduation too.
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HELL NO... I wasn't pretty enough w/ a big enough ass for the boys to like me, wasn't cool enough for the girls to wanna be my friend... Had a little group of friends, lost touch w/ all but one (my best friends are from Jr. High, not high school or college). Thank God I wasn't popular, who knows who I'd be right now if I were  Most of the popular mf's from my school haven't made a damn thing of themselves from what I've seen, it's like high school was their high point in life which is really sad IMO. Unlike some of them I don't have 29 kids, I'm following my dream, I'm not looking back on glory days in the fucking lunchroom or regretting who I let fuck me on Grad Night
Oh, & I've skipped the reunions - what would be the point? I didn't know them then, don't care to know them now 
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CalhounSq said: HELL NO... I wasn't pretty enough w/ a big enough ass for the boys to like me, wasn't cool enough for the girls to wanna be my friend... Had a little group of friends, lost touch w/ all but one (my best friends are from Jr. High, not high school or college). Thank God I wasn't popular, who knows who I'd be right now if I were
Most of the popular mf's from my school haven't made a damn thing of themselves from what I've seen, it's like high school was their high point in life which is really sad IMO. Unlike some of them I don't have 29 kids, I'm following my dream, I'm not looking back on glory days in the fucking lunchroom or regretting who I let fuck me on Grad Night  I'm getting the good stuff on the later half of life I take so much pleasure in being childless watching the fatness and baldness permeate those who were evil and victious towards me. I still look like I could be in highschool. Some of them are on their last nerves as they struggle to get 3 hours sleep between the screaming kids and nagging wife. Ahhhhh revenge is sweet  2010: Healing the Wounds of the Past.... http://prince.org/msg/8/325740 | |
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Imago said: cborgman said: i never thought of myself as "POPULAR", i was one of those b-list type kids, who had their own clique of friends, mostly theatre people from both high school and outside school theatre. we had our own thing going, but were kinda fringe in the big picture, i thought.
i have been out of the closet since i was 14. i just never saw the point in lying. it's other people's problems if they can't deal with it, not mine. no one ever beat me up, because as an early bloomer, i was taller and because of family genetics, much more muscular. i also have (present tense) a group of male friends who are uber-butch and will nto let anyone fuck with me. once i got to high school, i barely even heard the word "fag" from people around me, unless it was friends of mine joking. i knew people would call me such behind my back, but who cares? i used to get invited to lots of parties, but i always assumed that it was because of my friends who were more popular than i. i also used to joke with pam acosta, the only other very loudly OUT kid in our 536 large graduating class that she and i got invited to parties because it was fashionable to invite the queers. a few weeks after i graduated, i was flipping channels and one of the public access stations was re-running our graduation as well as the graduation for the other high school in town. since they were not far from my name, i watched. when my name was announced and i walked the stage, it got LOUD. you could see lots of the other graduates shaking hands above their heads and her them scream fairly loudly, louder in general than the people who preceded me. i never knew, i didn't even notice as i was crossing the stage.
maybe it, too, was just people saying "YAY GAY KID! WE APPLAUD YOUR HONEST AND BRAVERY", maybe it was for me as a person. who knows? [Edited 4/20/06 12:22pm]
The screamed loud during my graduation too.
The black girls went nuts. i would have screamed really loud and spontaniously combusted when you crossed the stage had i been there Power tends to corrupt; absolute power corrupts absolutely. - Lord Acton | |
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SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said: CalhounSq said: HELL NO... I wasn't pretty enough w/ a big enough ass for the boys to like me, wasn't cool enough for the girls to wanna be my friend... Had a little group of friends, lost touch w/ all but one (my best friends are from Jr. High, not high school or college). Thank God I wasn't popular, who knows who I'd be right now if I were
Most of the popular mf's from my school haven't made a damn thing of themselves from what I've seen, it's like high school was their high point in life which is really sad IMO. Unlike some of them I don't have 29 kids, I'm following my dream, I'm not looking back on glory days in the fucking lunchroom or regretting who I let fuck me on Grad Night I'm getting the good stuff on the later half of life I take so much pleasure in being childless watching the fatness and baldness permeate those who were evil and victious towards me. I still look like I could be in highschool. Some of them are on their last nerves as they struggle to get 3 hours sleep between the screaming kids and nagging wife. Ahhhhh revenge is sweet  RIGHT?!! I never met you, but I LOVE you & I will forever!! Thank you for being YOU - my little Princey, the best to EVER do it | |
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CalhounSq said: Oh, & I've skipped the reunions - what would be the point? I didn't know them then, don't care to know them now
At least you get invited I'm hitting 20 years in 2008 and haven't been invited to one reunion yet The contact information is the same but I pretty much feel the way you do. I have contact with one person from high school and that is my best friend from the 7th grade. Other than that, I don't give a shit about those people.2010: Healing the Wounds of the Past.... http://prince.org/msg/8/325740 | |
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CalhounSq said: SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said: I'm getting the good stuff on the later half of life I take so much pleasure in being childless watching the fatness and baldness permeate those who were evil and victious towards me. I still look like I could be in highschool. Some of them are on their last nerves as they struggle to get 3 hours sleep between the screaming kids and nagging wife. Ahhhhh revenge is sweet RIGHT?!! And it aint that I'm cappin on the fat bald thing, I could care less about peoples looks but for those who trashed me for wearing last years clothes..... The fact that I can still wear the same trends and sizes as high schoolers and they can't fit their ankle through my pant leg.....well that makes me feel great
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and i still wish my teachers hadn't talked me out of runnign for prom queen when my stright guy friends suggested it.
i coulda won, i know it. my favorite breeder even said he would even be my date.  Power tends to corrupt; absolute power corrupts absolutely. - Lord Acton | |
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SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said: CalhounSq said: Oh, & I've skipped the reunions - what would be the point? I didn't know them then, don't care to know them now
At least you get invited I'm hitting 20 years in 2008 and haven't been invited to one reunion yet The contact information is the same but I pretty much feel the way you do. I have contact with one person from high school and that is my best friend from the 7th grade. Other than that, I don't give a shit about those people.Actually my last invite was from a dude a class ahead of mine (!!!) rolling up on a bicycle saying, "Aye, check this out!"
Not sure it qualifies as an actual invitation But I've been asked by friends, I always decline  I ain't got time for those bitches I never met you, but I LOVE you & I will forever!! Thank you for being YOU - my little Princey, the best to EVER do it | |
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I don't know what to call it. I was in the top 1%, played sports, had all the honies, and well...just plain cool. Lucky I guess.  | |
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SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said: CalhounSq said: RIGHT?!! And it aint that I'm cappin on the fat bald thing, I could care less about peoples looks but for those who trashed me for wearing last years clothes..... The fact that I can still wear the same trends and sizes as high schoolers and they can't fit their ankle through my pant leg.....well that makes me feel great
. [Edited 4/20/06 12:38pm] I love you  I never met you, but I LOVE you & I will forever!! Thank you for being YOU - my little Princey, the best to EVER do it | |
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CalhounSq said: SupaFunkyOrgangrinderSexy said: And it aint that I'm cappin on the fat bald thing, I could care less about peoples looks but for those who trashed me for wearing last years clothes..... The fact that I can still wear the same trends and sizes as high schoolers and they can't fit their ankle through my pant leg.....well that makes me feel great
. [Edited 4/20/06 12:38pm] I love you
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