Writing about high school is like invoking a tetragrammaton of bad feelings =( --which may be the idea, come to think of it! It occurred to me that I read something like Peach Girl/Papillon, and all this drama washes over me, even though it's nothing like what I've experienced and at the end of the day I don't actually have any problems to resolve or even mope about...
Is this what soap operas are like? =p All I know of them are what they say in jokes, but it feels like it.
The obnoxious part is I'm
writing as a semi-catharsis of my own high school experience [admittedly not the worst, but still pretty traumatic], and I keep remembering things that sucked that I can't possibly write into the narrative =/ ...for reasons including that they're just not story-worthy: our school's definition of BITCH got called out for snapping the gum that she wasn't chewing, then accused me in front of my face* for having done it when GUM IS MY SWORN FOOD ENEMY.
*that is, blamed it on me when I was right there to hear her
...point: If you're so inclined, describe what high school was like for you in two sentences [arbitrary limit that you may extend with comma-splicing]. Just public stuff that you don't mind being read: no names--unless you really want to share ¬_¬;