Are there nerds and goths and jocks who all eat their lunch in little groups?
does the popular girl always go out with the captain of the football team?
are there humiliating prom embarassments?
Does everyone get a locker to put pictures of their crush inside the door of?
― Cantor Hymie (nordicskilla), Saturday, 12 March 2005 08:00 (twenty-one years ago)
and hall security people?
― Cantor Hymie (nordicskilla), Saturday, 12 March 2005 08:01 (twenty-one years ago)
― mullygrubbr (bulbs), Saturday, 12 March 2005 08:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― jack cole (jackcole), Saturday, 12 March 2005 08:12 (twenty-one years ago)
― cutty (mcutt), Saturday, 12 March 2005 09:02 (twenty-one years ago)
― charltonlido (gareth), Saturday, 12 March 2005 11:30 (twenty-one years ago)
― caitlin oh no (caitxa1), Saturday, 12 March 2005 14:35 (twenty-one years ago)
― cutty (mcutt), Saturday, 12 March 2005 14:53 (twenty-one years ago)
― dronez are not ours to eat, dronez are not ours to wear (smile), Saturday, 12 March 2005 18:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ian John50n (orion), Saturday, 12 March 2005 18:45 (twenty-one years ago)
Sure, that's acceptable ... in elementary school!
What the hell?
No wonder you hated it.
― MindInRewind (Barry Bruner), Saturday, 12 March 2005 18:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ian John50n (orion), Saturday, 12 March 2005 18:53 (twenty-one years ago)
― Cantor Hymie (nordicskilla), Saturday, 12 March 2005 20:09 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Argunaut (sexyDancer), Saturday, 12 March 2005 20:20 (twenty-one years ago)
― noizem duke (noize duke), Saturday, 12 March 2005 20:33 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Argunaut (sexyDancer), Saturday, 12 March 2005 20:43 (twenty-one years ago)
― eman (eman), Saturday, 12 March 2005 21:18 (twenty-one years ago)
― gygax! (gygax!), Saturday, 12 March 2005 21:20 (twenty-one years ago)
― green uno skip card (ex machina), Sunday, 13 March 2005 00:15 (twenty-one years ago)
― charleston charge (chaki), Sunday, 13 March 2005 00:39 (twenty-one years ago)
― green uno skip card (ex machina), Sunday, 13 March 2005 01:23 (twenty-one years ago)
― hstencil (hstencil), Sunday, 13 March 2005 02:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― green uno skip card (ex machina), Sunday, 13 March 2005 02:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ian John50n (orion), Sunday, 13 March 2005 02:59 (twenty-one years ago)
― dronez are not ours to eat, dronez are not ours to wear (smile), Sunday, 13 March 2005 06:06 (twenty-one years ago)
― green uno skip card (ex machina), Sunday, 13 March 2005 06:36 (twenty-one years ago)
our work load was a joke... i could fuck around and get Bs. college was a slap in the face like that. hewwo werk! i lost all my scholarships freshman year to street fighter ii.
"yoga flame!"m.
― msp (msp), Sunday, 13 March 2005 07:05 (twenty-one years ago)
It really *was* kind of teen-flick like, in a lot of ways. Like, we totally had John Hughes-movie-type parties. I even hosted a couple myself when my parents went out of town. Total insanity. Massive, MASSIVE alcohol consumption. Pot smoking at lunch. Hell, I got drunk before school a few times, when I started getting a ride to school from this senior named Mike Cox in his truck. He liked to blast his Steve Miller Band tape in the mornings -- hey, it beat riding the bus. And he would pull out this fifth of Bacardi -- that's all the dude drank, Bacardi -- yeccchh!! anyway, he'd pull the fifth out from under his seat and turn at look at me and grin, and then we'd both take big old pulls on the thing. I usually didn't sober up until around 3rd hour class or so...
And we were by no means an anomaly! That's what small midwestern nothingness does to people, even kids. I grew up in a town of about 25K. Funny thing is, though, it was fairly diverse. We had an absolutely huge hispanic population, puerto ricans and mexicans. Lots of children of the migrant farmers who came up to find work in the county. There was a lot of farmland around. But yeah, they were totally cool peeps, loved hanging out with those guys. And they had great weed.
― Stormy Davis (diamond), Sunday, 13 March 2005 07:21 (twenty-one years ago)
― Stormy Davis (diamond), Sunday, 13 March 2005 08:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― S!monB!rch (Carey), Sunday, 13 March 2005 15:07 (twenty-one years ago)
"Bible Belt"
also, i actually had my lunch money stolen. once this kid punched me in the face who everyone said fucked his cousin.
where did you grow up stormY/??
most of indiana = shithole
I wish I went to hippy school, I think
― Sonny, Ah!!1 (Sonny A.), Sunday, 13 March 2005 17:02 (twenty-one years ago)
here--
http://mq-mapgend.websys.aol.com/mqmapgend?MQMapGenRequest=FDR2dmwjDE%3byt29%26FDJnci4Jkqj%2cMMCJ%3aHOEvq%3bw2ghzr%3a%29rr2lza%3a%26%40%24%3a%26%40r%3aqyb%3al4b%3aTD%15JFE%3aHOHQJ%3bw2ghzr%3a%29rr2lza%3a%26%40%24%3a%26%40%24x9%40
where in Indiana were you??
― Stormy Davis (diamond), Sunday, 13 March 2005 22:28 (twenty-one years ago)
we had an 'arts' school though where you could take an elective for two periods, i took a film class for three years there. definitely more fun than my regular high school.
― latebloomer: damn cheapskate satanists (latebloomer), Sunday, 13 March 2005 22:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― tokyo rosemary (rosemary), Sunday, 13 March 2005 23:02 (twenty-one years ago)
― green uno skip card (ex machina), Sunday, 13 March 2005 23:43 (twenty-one years ago)
― Stormy Davis (diamond), Sunday, 13 March 2005 23:48 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ian John50n (orion), Sunday, 13 March 2005 23:57 (twenty-one years ago)
― Stormy Davis (diamond), Monday, 14 March 2005 00:10 (twenty-one years ago)
― green uno skip card (ex machina), Monday, 14 March 2005 00:38 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ian John50n (orion), Monday, 14 March 2005 00:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― msp (msp), Monday, 14 March 2005 15:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― Sonny, Ah!!1 (Sonny A.), Monday, 14 March 2005 17:51 (twenty-one years ago)
― Cabaret Voltron (PUNXSUTAWNEY PENIS), Monday, 14 March 2005 18:31 (twenty-one years ago)
― Felonious Drunk (Felcher), Monday, 14 March 2005 19:25 (twenty-one years ago)
― jocelyn (Jocelyn), Monday, 14 March 2005 19:56 (twenty-one years ago)
I don't think my experienced looked much like any movie (Fame is the closest, but still a far cry). As one of a handful of white kids, I was almost never given a hard time, but some kids sort of treated me like I was in a different caste. Still, I had plenty of black friends, even if the number was disproportionate considering the school.
I came in early and often stayed late for jazz band practice. The first 2/3 of the day were devoted to your run-of-the-mill academics classes with the last third being devoted to arts (in my case, guitar class, music theory, etc.) There were also visual arts kids (who often had a side-gig of writing graf), literary media kids (usually spoken-word poet types), dancers (often gay people who were glad to escape their neighborhood high schools), actors (sometimes in the same category as dancers), and us musicians. The environment was relatively creative and tolerant. We were in the Georgetown area of DC, and we often cut class to go to record shops, skate stores, coffee places, or whatever else.
There were always concerts or art exhibitions going on, which was kind of cool. I played in a jazz combo with some of the other students and made money by playing at ritzy private parties.
― Hurting (Hurting), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 08:38 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dr. Eldon Tyrell (ex machina), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 13:24 (twenty-one years ago)
― Hurting (Hurting), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 17:00 (twenty-one years ago)
― hstencil (hstencil), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 17:22 (twenty-one years ago)
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― Dom Passantino, Thursday, 29 March 2007 09:45 (nineteen years ago)
― m coleman, Thursday, 29 March 2007 10:17 (nineteen years ago)
― admrl, Thursday, 29 March 2007 16:03 (nineteen years ago)
― and what, Thursday, 29 March 2007 16:10 (nineteen years ago)
― Edward III, Thursday, 29 March 2007 16:12 (nineteen years ago)