High School Years

[Guest Snappy Nappy Dugout]

Well, if your bored, let's review our high school years. But If your in high school now, either review your 9th grade your till which either grade your in now. I'll start now tommorw.

 

So let's start. Now.

[EL DANDY~! 0]

High school: class, no hot chicks, best friends, booze, and parties...that is ALL I HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THAT

[Guest Incandenza]

9th-12th: A blur due to a steady intake of drugs and alcohol.

[Guest Downhome]

I spent all my HS days with the same girlfriend. She was a bitch, and basicly forced me to give up all of my friends, so it was just me and her...

 

...I found out she was cheating on me, and we broke up just a few days after our graduation.

 

Yes, I am bitter, very, very bitter.

[Guest cynicalprofit]

Oh god, people high school is over, lets move on with our lives.

 

If anyones that intrested(HAHAHAHA) go read my previous response to this thread.

 

God this forum is getting so damn boring lately that the only one who finds it funny is the laugh track.

[Guest Will Scarlet]

9th grade - Fun year. I actually loved school back then, and went almost everyday. Too bad I was far too shy to fully enjoy it.

 

10th grade - I ended up getting contact lenses, starting a trend as everyone who wore glasses ended up getting contacts shortly afterwards. I had a short relationship with this crazy cheerleader alternate. Otherwise, fairly unnoteable, other than figuring out some girl I liked had a crush on me when it was plastered all over the chalkboard one day. I also developed a deep hatred for the French. Good times.

 

11th grade - Pissed a bunch of people off with my paper on abortion(I went to a Catholic school.) I was slowly becoming more and more sarcastic at the time, but learned everyone still took me seriously. Nearly dated said girl with a crush on me, but was an idiot and I failed to take advantage of it when I did not call her. I also had this other girl who was a pretty Italian girl who hated sex and had a voice like Fran Dreischer. Too bad she transferred after that year.

 

12th grade - I had a stalker/secret admirer who kept sending me flowers. I never did find out who that was. She seemed like a psycho anyway. Things ended rather unnotefully, as I skipped Senior Prom, and did everything in my power to get out of graduation, but I was forced to go. Graduation was one of the most overrated experiences in my life. Just give my diploma so I can leave. I was so glad just to be out of there. Thankfully, it went by fast. Then, I went to university, found that I liked Asian women, and never looked back.

[Guest papacita]

I actually took the time to search for my response to a similar thread from a couple months back. Yay me!

 

For High School, I went to an all-boys Prep school in the suburbs. My freshman year was horrible. First, I was still hung up on leaving Tierra (my first love ) behind...which combined with my shyness, Brian Pillman's death (which really fucked me up), a slight case of culture shock, the fact that I lost touch with my friends on the block and the fact that ALL of the friends I made in school that year were kicked out (apparently, my two closest friends were involved in some elaborate porno ring...:shrugs:) had me very depressed throughout most of the year.

 

Sophmore year was a little better, but my grades slipped so I really don't have anything good to say about that.

 

Junior year and senior years were cool. My grades were straight, and for whatever reason I got *really* popular halfway through junior year. Senior year, I was in the paper a few times for art shows and things like that, I started my own "gang", got a couple of girls. Good times.

Well said, purple monkey dishwasher. Goodnight.

[Guest The Amazing Rando]

EDIT: I made it through high school without dying...why would I want to now?

[EL DANDY~! 0]

Rando, you KNOW that if Zack sees that, you die a horrible death...

[Guest Kotzenjunge]

High School > Not High School.

 

I'll fish out my previous reply to the similar thread from a couple of months ago if I remember to.

 

Just remember, everyone: High School owns.

 

Fo sheez,

Kotzenjunge

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

9-12 involved a lot of marijuana and chemistry classes. Then there was some LSD and music classes here and there. I was in 3 bands that went nowhere and did nothing, then graduated.

[Guest Sturgis]

9th: Just plain sucked except the fact I had a hot spanish teacher and I saw her thong and that was the ONLY high point.

 

9/10: Didn't do shit most fun I've ever had in school, oh and I had a bitchy girlfriend.

 

10/11: Almost got arrested, had the best sex I've ever had, and that's about it.

 

11/12(now): It still sucks altough for some reason I have a lot of friends which is confusing, and I'm hated by the juniors

 

The best thing about my school is that there is always a hot chick everywhere you look and we have tons of sluts

[Guest bob_barron]

At first I didn't like it and didn't so to well but then I learned to stop taking it seriously and had a great time- especially my senior year which kicked ass

[Guest HBK16]

9th grade- Smoke pot and drank. Barely remember any of it except failing most of my classes.

 

10th grade- Not so much on the weed but had 38 absences due to ditching and got in a lot of trouble. Parties and geting drunk was the best part. Got a concussion in the class by passing out and hitting my head on a sink. It was 3 days before school ended and never took my final. Everyone tought I was on drugs.

 

11th Grade- Im half way done with it and Im doing alright. Not as much booze of weed and still failing most classes. Got in a fight so that was pretty cool.

[Guest JHawk]

I also had this other girl who was a pretty Italian girl who hated sex and had a voice like Fran Dreischer. Too bad she transferred after that year.

So wait a second. The Fran Drescher voice wasn't a turnoff?

[Guest LooseCannon]

High School was a long time ago, and I don't remember much. It was fun at times, but it wasn't super great or anything. Certainly not the best years of my life. College was hella better.

[Guest Zack Malibu]

Rando, you KNOW that if Zack sees that, you die a horrible death...

OK...what was it?

[Guest Zack Malibu]

I loved high school. It really is one of the best times of your life.

 

Freshman year:

 

The principal from the middle school transferred to the high school to be an administrative assistant, and I had him in my pocket from an incident in middle school. (it's in the fight thread that we had a while back...basically I knocked a kid on his ass in self defense, the principal mistakenly blamed me, my 'rents complained to him, and he kissed up to us ever since).

 

Hated my algebra teacher, so got my assistant buddy to issue a transfer slip and got into another algebra class with my friends. Turns out that teacher, a guy in his mid 20's, was a huge wrestling fan, so we hit it off pretty well.

 

Most freshman ususally dread the older kids, but I was already friends with a few, and got to know more by hanging around with them. I probably spent more time with softmores, juniors and seniors than I ever did with my own class.

 

Wound up with 2 lockers because a softmore friend left school like 2 weeks in for home schooling, so I inherited his locker. So I had one on the first floor, one on the second floor. The inheritance came with a bit of grief though, as my ex-girlfriend from 8th grade was a few doors down, so the year kicked off with an exchange of dirty looks.

 

Softmore year:

 

The most significant part of this year (actually, pretty much the ONLY major happening) is currently up in the "worst breakup" thread in Love, Sex and Dating. The incident and surrounding events cover the majority of softmore year right up to the first part of junior year.

 

Oh, and I took a girl to the Christmas Ball that came out a few years ago (now I know why she didn't kiss that much!), and her brother came out as well. Weird genetic mishaps going on there.

 

Junior Year:

 

Probably my worst year of high school, and not even because of high school. The death of my cousin and a shift in friends took a bit of a toll on me, but by January of '97 I was back to being the funloving kid everyone knew and loved. Spent a lot of time with the senior class, so much so that younger friends thought I was a senior too. I was also part of a prank pulling clique that I've mentioned here before, and while I didn't do anything harsh myself, these guys did everything from fish in the ceiling to paint balls in the halls.

 

Wound up making nice, then hooking up, then just staying friends with the ex from 8th grade.

 

Got followed around the school by a group of FUGLY (as in FUCKING UGLY) freshmen girls who dubbed me "The Sex God".

 

Wound up becoming a teacher's assistant during my off periods, which counted as credits. It also got me free lunches and blank hall passes, which you KNOW were used to my advantage.

 

Went to my junior prom and to the senior prom that year. My junior one is notable for one incident I was lucky to get on video-when they played "New York, New York", me and a bunch of people decided to do a mock Rockette style kickline. One kid must have kicked too hard, because his shoe went flying off, and the shoe nailed some dishes displayed on a mantle. Everyone fell to the ground laughing about that one.

 

My teachers ruled. I had the same Algebra teacher from freshman year, this time for Algebra 2, and my English teacher was a sweetheart of a lady who really went out of her way to help me adjust to things after my cousin's death. I still talk to them both regularly today.

 

Senior Year:

 

Not as fun as previous years, since I HATED my class with a passion, and only hung out with 20 or less kids in it.

 

Missed 6 weeks of school (late Oct.-Early Dec.) due to an operation, but the night after I had the operation, everyone (and I mean EVERYONE) came to visit. My house was jam packed the whole time I was out.

 

Was still a teacher's assistant. Still got free food and hall passes.

 

Befriended a foreign exhange student from Japan. He would come out with me and my friends, hell I even took the kid for a haircut. He was a good kid, but got sucked into Da DRAMA~! by a girl that at one time had a thing for me. That kind of tied in with my softmore/junior year story, but I'll save it for another day.

 

Graduation was in the school auditorium due to rain. So now you've got the senior class, faculty, guests and families all cramped into this little auditorium. They couldn't have it in the gym? Ah well, a fitting end to the most unmotivated class in high school history. I'm not being cocky, there were a LOT of losers to emerge from the class of '98.

 

And, the incident I'm most notable for my senior year...skipping the senior prom. My "date mate" at the time was going on vacation, and I was all about her at that point, and I felt that your senior prom shouldn't be shared with just anyone. So I turned down 3 dates, (one junior girl I was friends with, my friend who graduated the year before, and another college freshman I worked with that had a thing for me) and decided to skip out. Turns out that our statewide newspaper was doing an article for the "Local News" section on our school's senior prom and the importance of it, etc. Since I was buddy buddy with the Class Pres., I managed to get some interview time with the reporter, in which I explained why I wasn't going, how it was nothing personal against those who wanted to go with me, and how much I liked the girl I was dating. Yes folks, that Sunday, it made the newspaper, and I still have it to this day. When the girl got back from her vacation, she was extremely flattered, as was the family. Her mom even read the excerpt out loud at a family cookout, and the whole family fell in love with me.

 

I'm going on 5 years of being out of high school, and these things still feel like they happened yesterday.

[Guest Will Scarlet]

So wait a second. The Fran Drescher voice wasn't a turnoff?

 

Well, if I could get past her voice, her vanity, and the fact she smoked, she was actually not that bad. She was even entertaining, at times. Like how she played her vanity so over the top by, for instance, cutting her slip ends in class, lest I find her split ends unattractive. Besides, I always loved a girl who would just so openly flirt with me everyday. Plus, the women in my class were not actually the most attractive sort, so, in a way, she was kinda the best of the least.

[Guest The Amazing Rando]

I graduated from the (Not So) Smoke Free Class of 2000...and boy was it a trip...

 

Freshman Year:

 

I had the same HOT girl in my first five classes...little did I know her junior class boyfriend was none to happy about the fact that I made passes on her, and so I was dumped into a trashcan FEET first after me throwing pizza on the guys clothes during a "dressup day" for the football team.

 

I was forced (due to size unadvantage) to take all the trash up from 3 tables during Lunch, and I couldn't argue or my ass would get kicked. It led to my first REAL flip out moment when I started screaming and cursing in front of about 600 people, and I even made a few nasty racist remarks to this fat jewish senior just because he bothered me that day. Note: I am not a racist, but I couldn't think of any good fat jokes that day.

 

My bookbag was also hidden regularly during Gym class, which lead to another great flip out in front of about 30 students and my awesome awesome awesome Earth Science teacher, who told me he had never seen a kid my size threaten death on so many people at once (as I was actually holding a baseball bat that I had taken from the gym and was fuming worse than the lunch incident). The kids that always did it still picked on me though.....oh well...

 

Sophmore Year:

 

Same as freshman year, except without the hot girl...and I didn't have to do nearly as much table cleaning. The "Sporko de Oro" or "Spork of Gold" was placed into my Spanish 2 teachers room...never to leave to this day.

 

I also had a few more emotional explosions, one that cost me a bloody nose...damn that girl. I never dated anyone...so that section of high school is pretty worthless to me. I was a shut in.....and a wrestling fan in a world where few were.

 

 

Junior Year:

 

My worst year of high school based yet with my best grades. I blew up more this year than any other, mostly because of my "friends" treating me like a piece of crap for the better part of 6 months. A girl liked me this year...but I wasn't too into her and couldn't make myself like her...

 

I also took part in Golf and Bowling (cause I'm ATHLETIC dammit!) and did pretty horrible in Golf and above average in Bowling...a trend that continued through my senior year...

 

Senior Year:

 

Took college courses...which got me out of all but three high school classes...and I got to be a TA which meant I sat in the back of the room and played cards and made stupid sarcastic comments to the teacher (cause he was my golf coach).

 

I lost my virginity right after I graduated, but because of a late birthday I was still 17 and thus I proved all my friends wrong by getting laid before I turned 18......that girl still thinks I lied about her being my first...I think you catch the drift there.

 

The principal had taken away "the Senior Run" which is basically where the seniors would run through the school at full hilt on their last day...but due to vandalism the year before (by about 5 of the football players) we had ours taken away....

 

WE WERE PISSED....but still got some revenge. I have pictures of me standing on my English teachers desk doing the 3D sign and also I was able to give a graduation speech where I talked about pretty much every teacher I ever had in high school and make fun of most of the student body......I was one of 5 people that got to talk, and I only got picked because nobody else wanted to do it...the others were Valedictorians and team captians...but they wanted a class clown as the final one...and I did it...

 

I mentioned the Senior Run briefly at the end of the speech...by saying "okay everyone...we are graduates now....I don't think they can stop the Senior Run anymore...so LETS GO" and everyone did a false start on standing up which caused the principal to about have a heart attack...

 

Good times...good times...

 

 

I have tons of stories...but those are the ones I felt like sharing today...

[Guest welshjerichomark]

ok mine: (bear in mind this is the british school system)

 

year 7(age 11-12) hated every minute, had a crush on this boy who bullied me and treated me like shit. got into loads of trouble with my english teacher for being lazy and having a bad attitude. however, got excellent grades even managed to get top in art (and i cant draw)

 

year 8 (12-13) best year of my life, boy wise. got my first boyfriend and had a lot of fun. then said boy dumped me but it was all good because i met this guy who i totally adored (still haven't got over it) pretty good grades even got 100% in a chem exam.

 

year 9 (13-14) the year of exams, didnt do much else apart from exam after exam. no guys. captained the hockey team

 

year 10 (14-15) really good year, had a boyfriend who lives opposite me but then i dumped him and he cried. discovered alcohol.good times. had another boyfriend, who was good looking,sweet and welsh trampolineing champion. shame it didn't last. lots of exams

 

year 11 (15-16) half way through this year as we speak, last year of high school. not bad so far. went on a school trip to france in october and LOTS of fun. developed crush on musical, sweet and slightly troubled 14 year old.they also built a mcdonalds in my town so kids from my school would have somewhere to go when skipping school. captain of netball team (finally)

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

What's netball? Can we expect it on at a strange timeslot anytime soon on ESPN or TNN?

[Guest KingOfOldSchool]

My high school years are mostly a blur. Not because of excessive drugs or anything, but because I really didn't have any stand-out experiences at all, nor was I a participant in things like school dances or proms.

 

For the better part of my high school time, I was middle of the road. Most in my original class knew who I was, but those who I did talk to were only acquantances who happened to have some of the same classes as me. I only really hung out with three cliques during my four years, with one or two others guys being in one or more... Though my level of popularity was a bit of an accomplishment considering I was extremely quiet and shy. I didn't date either, aside from two or three brief trial girlfriends where it wouldn't last longer than one or two weeks. I had girls who were interested in me, but I was completely oblivious to that fact at the time.

 

My junior and senior years were my best and worst. Best, because that's when I began to not be so introverted. Worst, because that's when my dad died, and my ditching became more frequent, so I ended up not graduating with my original class because of it.

 

I almost got into a fight two or three times, but it never escalated past arguing or shoving.... The other guy must have realized that he didn't stand a chance and that I was a bad man, so that's why no fight ever took place.

[Guest kingkamala]

What's netball? Can we expect it on at a strange timeslot anytime soon on ESPN or TNN?

I think it's some kooky Welsh nickname for Basketball.....except instead of humans playing point guard they have a sheep and instead of cheerleaders they have bag pipe players

[Guest Mole]

My high school was really really small. My class started out with 80 kids, and graduated with 60. That is how small my high school was.

 

9th Grade: This was the worst year I had at high school. I had 5 close friends who ended up being my best friends throughout High School and still are.(well, except for one) Not much happened this year. I was on the soccer team, which is the big sport at our school. Since I was a freshman on the soccer team, I got a lot of beatings from the Seniors. The senior class was a bunch of drunks/drugies, and about 3/4 of that grade didn't suceed in life. I got punched really hard everyday by this senior Chris O'Neal. Man, I was afraid to go in the halls. Plus, no girlfriend the whole year. That year I was in all honors classes.

 

10th Grade: Was better then my freshmen year. I had girlfriend, who was a junior, for about 6 months, from Sept to Feb. During that time, I was a little wipped bitch. My friends would always get mad at me for hanging out with her. But I didn't mind, I was getting play. I thought it was cool, because I was only 15 and I was getting head all the time. Yeah, it isn't that far, but I thought I was cool.. I started drinking a little during this year, not pot yet. Best thing was that I went to France and England during my spring vacation. That trip was one of the best experiences of my life. What was cool about it was that all my best friends went with me, so it was just awesome. A great experience too. I started the year in 4 honors classes, and but didn't so poorly in Bio, I went into academic 2nd semester.

 

11th Grade: Started to party a lot more than I used to. I started smoking pot too. I had a girlfriend from October to March(she was a freshmen) The funny thing was, at one point around homecoming, I could of had four different girls. And do I pick the wrong one? Of course the wrong one. She was cool, but I didn't get shit from her. The farthest I got was touchin the top of her cooch. Yeah, and she treated me like shit, but I'm a bitch, so I stayed with her. I was only in one honor's class, History.

 

12th Grade: This was the best year by far. I was partying all the time, and I got stoned almost everyday before school, during school, and after school. I had a girlfriend that I met over the summer at this camped I worked at. She was a junior, she was awesome, and she was the best thing that ever happened to me. What sucked was that she lived 45 minutes from me, and she didn't have her license yet. So it was kind of hard for us. I didn't play soccer my senior year because I'm not good anyway, and I didn't want to work my ass of and never play. Plus, Becca was so far away, so I would never see her if I played soccer. I was the manager though. I broke up with her in November, but stayed good friends with her. Got back together in April, and basically stayed with her until I left for college. This year was awesome, and I had so much fuckin fun. My friends and I were having a good time, and made a whole bunch of new friends over junior and senior year. I wasn't in any honors classes.

[Guest kingkamala]

Mole Stomps's story shows no education is necessary when your getting stoned and getting head!

[Guest redbaron51]

Grade 9: Very shy, and the nickname Scooba came about.

 

Grade 10-11: The Jackass years. (not MTV, me being a total dick). Also listen to better music, football, booze, and actually hit the honour roll last year.

 

Grade 12: Too lazy, booze, work...

[Guest dreamer420]

9th-12th: A blur due to a steady intake of drugs and alcohol.

Amen.

[Guest RepoMan]

9th Grade: My best friend guys to privite school, I spend all year trying to find a new clique. A kid shoots himself, my uncle dies, and a girl gets killed in a car accident in the span of three weeks.

 

10th Goes good until Columbine, and I become the top suspect to shoot up the school. Take 10 shots in 10 minutes and have to get my stomach pumped.

 

11th Pretty good, except for being constantly mocked for failing the driver test twice, and my friend finds Jesus to impress a girl that he likes, and trys to save me from going to hell in the process. Anoying, but kind of funny.

 

12th Good for most of the year. The new principal is a total dick, and accusses me of smokeing up after me and a group of kids couldn't find the meeting place for the bus back to the hotel and where lost for a few hours. Barley restrain urge to kick him in the nuts.

[Guest CoreyLazarus416]

9th grade:

Fun, fun, FUN year. Met some people I've been really good friends with to this day, and this is the year I turned from mallfuck to full-fledged metalhead. I also got into zombie flicks, so this year is definitely a landmark year in my life.

 

10th grade:

Possibly the WORST year of my life to date. I almost failed 2 classes because my teachers sucked (I did most of the work, got some of the highest grades on the tests/quizzes, got a B+ average on term papers, but somehow I squeak out with a D- because my History teacher doesn't know how to grade). Oh, and then there's the entire drama between me, Katelin, and Amanda, and that is definitely a reason I subconsciously destroy any chance of relationships I have (it's caused me emotional damage).

 

11th grade:

So far, so good. I'm currently a Junior, liked by all my teachers, and I like all my teachers (with the exception of Health/Gym teachers, because those teachers suck ass anyways, and my DECA teacher). My friends have matured to my level (not to toot my own horn, but I was a lot more mature in 8th grade than a lot of my peers are NOW), we all have interesting conversations, and I've become something of a flirt. I have a promising band opportunity, and my friend Jason and I are currently planning on making our first fan-flick zombie movie. Here's to hoping I don't fuck it all up.