As popular as sloppy joes and tater tots, baby...

Graycap23 said:

Yeah, I'm pretty lucky. Somehow I always knew in my heart that I wasn't meant to be there. I figured out pretty early on that I would leave asap. I remember being in jr high and day dreaming about studying art in Paris or living in New York. I haven't traveled as much as I'd like, but I studied in Cannes, France during undergrad and did the European travel thing. Then I moved to Chicago, and now I'm in NYC. They think I'm this wild & crazy person b/c I live in the big, scary city. I find it kinda sad, really, that not only have a lot of them never experienced anything outside of where we grew up, but they don't even care about seeing different places or cultures. They are missing out on a lot of great things...

I was a fucking geek. lol

oh my god.....my high school was the most UN-diverse school ever

Thanks to all who responded, I've enjoyed reading all your posts. Had no idea that this thread would take off the way it did.

I agree with those who say that they would never attend their high school graduation, I wouldn't either. Those kids were not at all like me, I had nothing in common with them, to be honest.

I've only seen a couple of kids since high school graduation, and I have had different reactions from them when they saw me. Some were really friendly, others were like, "Oh, hi", like they couldn't care less. It probably is best if I don't see the kids I went to school with, since my school years were hell for me anyway.

Pretty popular all through school.

Got along well with everyone. The druggies, the thuggies and everything in between.
As for classes, I was part of the nerd-herd. Did 3 years of JHS in 2.
Got accepted into one of the elite high schools in NYC. All nerds.
One problem...all male nerds. My sister ended up going there once they made it co-ed.

The saving grace was that the school was in...



...NY's East Village.


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Tribal Disorder

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TMPletz said:

I'm the opposite.
For me, they were the 7 best years of my life.

charlottegelin said:

Still are!

bkw said:

Sort of and not really at all to the slightest degree.

I was too "weird" to be part of any group but I got along with most just fine, face to face. I never had to sit alone in the hallways and I always had a lot of people to talk to. I was one of the musos so I primarily hang out with the other musically inclined guys, altough most of the time I really didn't have too many people to spend time with after school. I think I wanted to be mostly alone anyway.

Through the years I was very much aware there was a lot of talking behind my back, even from my so called "friends". What I still get uninhibited pleasure from is that I was in quite friendly terms with most of the pretty girls in the school who used to go out dating the popular guys (read: good at sports - why the hell is that always such a pattern?). I think there was a lot of jealousy coming from that direction too, and I only found out later that there had been a lot of "is he gay?" rumouring going on. I guess wearing tight jeans must make you gay.

But yeah, I was already a freak by then.

I was a good student, good athlete, and got along with EVERYONE! Plus I had a sneaky li'l deviant side that only a couple of teachers recognized and even RESPECTED because I would use it in such uncanny ways of getting myself in and out of trouble.

jone70 said:

I always remember years ago saying to friends "When I grow up, I'm leaving this town" and - based on their reaction - you'd think I called their grandmother a bitch or something.

I always used to get the same response: "Why would you want to leave here?" and - to me - I could never think of any reason why I'd want to stay. Good luck to them but I'm glad I made the move. I have to go back occasionally and it's utterly depressing.

As someone's already said, I think the high school thing is a rites of passage - good or bad - for virtually everyone. But most of us should pat ourselves on the back - we're all still here. This may sound silly but sometimes - when I see old photos of myself - I feel like giving my younger self a good old When I think how insecure and different I felt then, and how things have turned out, I wish I could go back and just tell the younger me not to worry. But - cheesy as it sounds - that's what got me to this place. And I'll probably say the same thing in ten years' time.

onenitealone said:

I can easily relate to this.

Novabreaker said:

It seems like a lot of us have had our fair share of growing pains.

This thread has brought back a lot of memories - Imago's description of using alternative routes to get to places, etc.. I'd blocked a lot of that out.

If only more schools and parents encouraged individuality and difference...

I was "normal". Not the most popular and not "the nerd". Just the one ppl liked but often thought of as very shy and prudish. Don't understand where they got that from? Shy,ok,but prudish? Well, most weren't that close friends so I know their conception of who I am is a little...wrong. Though that doesn't bother me that much, I like to be a little mysterious.

Funnily enough I just remembered that I was the only one I knew in my High School that actually lived in an apartment building. I went to a better school where most of the students were from richer homes and from totally different areas than me. I never really ran into the others accidentally after school on my way home.

althom said:

charlottegelin said:

ShySlantedEye1 said:

This reminds me of how much I despised high school.

I've been always in someways popular. Even idf I'm new in a place it takes very short time to be known. Even not doing nothing. Is that good or bad? - Sometimes it can become difficult to feel free.

althom said:

and like you weren't

I loved school and was always in trouble.. but in a good way really..

REDBABY said:

tell us some more about all those naughty girls at your school

I was always the tallest, nobody fucked with me!

no. never. Is it a pre-requisite? make me! i wasn't popular... it's my dream though. The cinderella sort. fate wouldn't have it any other way. i wanted to be Madonna but NO! i became a cynical pain in the arse... i became more private and sceptical (i think) but NO!
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