Golden Girl

[docbrite]

The most popular girl in my high school was beautiful, smart, and had a huge trendy wardrobe (which at the time meant as many Fair Isle sweaters and pairs of boat shoes as you could afford). To top it all off, though she hung out with some of the meanest bitches I've ever encountered or hope to, she was genuinely nice, so you couldn't really hate

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[docbrite]

I wasn't bothering to differentiate between junior high and high school, since in my case the two schools were on the same campus and the same mouthbreathing assholes stayed in my classes. But yeah, when I got a little older, I started caring a lot less about their opinions and discovered that there were actually a few weird, interesting kids at my school.

Re: lesson, see my ETA.

[jeffpalmatier]

but I still can't help feeling that there is a lesson to be learned here, and one that I've suspected for some time.

About the nature of the people who were popular in high school or letting sleeping dogs lie. Oh, PLEASE (but only if you really want) spell out what you mean by this. I've been looking up former classmates on Facebook and I'm intensely curious what your thinking is on this topic.

[anaisdjuna]

Yes. Please to share that lesson with the rest of the class (if you can). I'm all up for learning lessons from other people's lives.

[docbrite]

See my ETA. Still formulating.

[anaisdjuna]

Ah. Checked your ETA. Thanks!

I've chewed on ideas like that with regard to high school folks & their real or perceived glory. I feel sorry for people who feel that high school was the pinnacle of their lives.

Hope you feel better soon!

I've had a very good life and

[dragonet2]

I was considered a loser in high school, even though I succeeded at what I tried to do (literary journal, yearbook, Categories which earned me a letter!!!! (it was a trivia competition between the schools... televised on the cctv of the district)).

That said, nowadays the 50-60 people who stayed here try to get together but they want a lot of dough to get together (hey, let's have a reunion. It's going to be a Friday evening gathering at such-and-such a bar/restaurant and it will be $50 per person. Then the Saturday soiree will be $75 per person). F a lot of that, I didn't hang out with those people in school, not going to do it now. The interesting people flew to the four winds.

[ocelot71]

The most striking thing I've noticed about the Facebook/high school phenomenon is that those who were the shittiest are the first ones to say, when it's pointed out that they're now all lovey-dovey with the people they were shitty to, is "ZOMG that was like sooo long ago, can't you just let it go?"

I also find that people who just loved high school are usually kind-of...limited. As I said to a friend about the "Oh gee wasn't it great" crowd, "Did any of these people do ANYTHING interesting?"

[missysedai]

The most striking thing I've noticed about the Facebook/high school phenomenon is that those who were the shittiest are the first ones to say, when it's pointed out that they're now all lovey-dovey with the people they were shitty to, is "ZOMG that was like sooo long ago, can't you just let it go?"

Hah. I've had this conversation many times.

They guy who
set my hair on fire in 10th grade could not for the life of him figure out why my response to his "friend request" was "Are you fucking KIDDING me? Drop dead."

[kwanboa]

I have great memories of high school. I almost dropped out of middle school because I just couldn't deal with it anymore. I was shy, too smart, and constantly getting my head bashed against lockers. My parents enrolled me in the local alternative magnet school, and I became one of the most popular people in school and graduated magna cum laude. I have had more than one person tell me, several years on, that I was the only friend they had during those years...because I blossomed, and I wanted to bring everyone with me on the thrilling ride, so I had to be friends with anyone who would let me, lol.

It's a great snapshot of the way I was, and the way I really wish I could be still...healthy, happy, making others happy. Still in contact with several friends, ten years on, and we're all still pretty congenial. I wouldn't want to relive it...I had my share of very difficult times. But I look back on it fondly, without regret. I don't think that's a bad thing.