― jess, Wednesday, 3 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― di, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― bnw, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― Emma, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
Me, I just like undermining other peoples mass popularity. Ultimate power behind the throne complex.
― Pete, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
I have actually had that a few times Jess, but not all the time. It feels a bit strange as you have to live up to what they think and pretend not to be so rubbidge. I think I may have been gossiped about but because I am lovely I was usually the one being told the gossip rather than being gossiped about which I much prefer.
― Sarah, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
When I was 15, I went to a party, despite having German measles (the wussiest disease ever, unless you're pregnant). There, I met several new people, mainly girls. At the time I didn't know many girls so it was v nice. The following week, my mate Ben went on a date with this tall Swedish blonde called Hannah; I chaperoned him and this girl called Ella chaperoned her. The date went pretty shit for them, but me and Ella got on like a house on fire. So did me and Hannah.
Anyway, our social circles (very much us boys and them girls) started mingling, and I met more of their friends. Somehow, and I have no idea how, I became the focus for about a dozen girls from Putney High School - Ella, who had rapidly become my best friend, used to tell me about how all the girls would be discussing me, who fancied me, who didn't, who really fancied me but pretended they didn't, etc. etc. It was great, but must have done ridiculous things for my ego. Which, in turn, made me more confident around the girls. So I had an immensely happy year or so being the object of adoration for almost a whole year at Putney High, and pretty much took advantage of the situation. Hard to imagine if you know the bald, pasty me of today.
Brickbats and "what an arrogant twat" comments welcome. I am in no way the same person I was then.
― Mark C, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
Sarah, Mike is from Birmingham, he probably wuvs gothy bitches. Sorry, 'birds'.
Now I am lucky if I want to be in the same room as 10 other people, or vice versa...
but I like me a lot better now I'm sober...so there's a moral there somewhere
― Queen G, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
Nope, never been popular.
― jel --, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― Tom, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― A Big Fan, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― Nicole, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― Ronan, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― katie, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
Be realistic - the wedding would have been in a chip shop anyway.
― Tim, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
― electric sound of jim, Thursday, 4 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago) link