Am I the only person who actually liked high school?  I mean, I wasn’t uber popular or gorgeous or brainy.  I didn’t do drugs so I wasn’t a head…well, there was that year between 15 & 16 but we’re talking pot mostly.  I was in the debate club and the horticulture (oh STFU) club and I cheerleadered and yearbook clubbed and played softball (a big deal in my high school) and other shit that I never stuck with…except the horticulture club (oh STFU) because I really didn’t care for any of it much and all that joining shit is tiring and too much fucking work…and I got a real job junior year.

I liked most people.  Most people liked me.  I didn’t pick on people and people didn’t pick on me…except for how no one understood how I could manage to balance on top of 2 girls and then trip over a friggin’ sunbeam.  Nobody was mean to me except for my “best friend” who fucked me over and technically she wasn’t mean in a picking on me way, she was way more underhanded.  But that’s a whole ‘nother story.

I didn’t go to any reunions because I saw all those people practically every freakin’ day since I lived and worked in the same town I grew up in until I was 36 years old.  And they always held them at the same crappy Italian restaurant.  The food was crappy, the restaurant was pretty but I wasn’t spending however much money to eat crappy food and say hi to the maybe 3 people I hadn’t seen in 10 years.  But high school didn’t suck for me.

So yeah.  Am I the only one who had a perfectly ordinary high school experience?

PS:  re-reading this it seems to me that maybe the reason I had a perfectly ordinary high school experience is because I am a perfectly ordinary person.  I’m ok with that.

Posted on: Monday - 11.03.08 @ 10:02 PM
Posted by: Miss Ann Thrope
Filed in: Inquiring Mind · Me, Me, And More Me ·
Comments: 15