SDMB High School

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I’m Balance, a geek with an attitude. Several school officials despise me because of their old rivalries with my father. My stare disturbs certain teachers, sometimes to the point of flight. Jocks avoid me completely–possibly the smartest decision of their lives. People know that my religion is…nonstandard…but no one knows quite what it is. Some students are convinced that I can hex them; it’s amazing what some itching powder and the power of suggestion can do.

I’m in the band, and I do special effects for the theatre crowd. I scheme. I write poetry. I make interesting modifications to the school architecture. (Do you like the new gargoyles?) I help people with their homework when they ask nicely, but seldom do my own. I create explosives in the chem lab, stereo systems in shop, and confusion in English (whenever I make a joke).

I’m the guy in black over by the art clique. Hey, Falcon, Swiddles, and ssskuggiii are in it–and I think I heard Swiddles calling for a nonconformist. I’ll probably never be a part of the clique, but I’ll hang around with them and get them into wildly improbable situations–usually involving my nemesis, the principle of Holy Shot High (the nearby Baptist school).

My main appearances will probably be in Halloween episodes…

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That was me in high school…except I damn near got arrested because of the TC (of course, the fact that there were five of us that wore 'em and were in general not-so-vaguely-creepy didn’t help). I was voted “most likely to get away with murder” and “future sex offender”.

Now that there’s two of us, let’s start a clique.

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Daydreams about taking jjjfishe to the prom.

Doesn’t actually ask jjjfishe to the prom, since that would involve reality, which is not a place he’s comfortable with.

Doesn’t figure out that Nocturne would like him to ask her to the prom and so makes cynical comments to her about proms and prom-goers. Still doesn’t get it when Nocturne laughs politely at remarks and doesn’t speak to him for the rest of the week.

Finally figures it out and daydreams about taking Nocturne to the prom.

Doesn’t actually ask Nocturne to the prom.

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Ok, I’ll play.

I’m exactly who I was in high school.

The punk rock kid that was tripping every other day, getting In School Suspension and Detention twice a week, and skipping classes so much that most of you don’t recognize me when I am in school, except that I’m always hanging out at the gate outside with all the burnouts that somehow along with me still managed a 3.0 or higher GPA, through all our AP Physics, Chem, History, Art History, and Calc classes. Sometimes I hang out with the AP Art History teacher and smoke a blunt or two after school, and I sit alone at lunch mostly. I am also in shop and airbrushing classes but mostly I just chill with the teachers.

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Freak, I will delight in thinking myself worthy of being your personal body guard. I will revel in being accepted by someone without my imperfection complex. I will be happy around you and miserable away. I’ll be like a child again . . . literally, as I’ll be allowing parts of myself to live again. I’ll consider writing my college application essay about you and why you are all that is good in the world. I’ll get you to come to debate club and It’s Ac and my music groups, only to find out that you can’t sing well and though you’re a brilliant thinker and you’ve effectively memorized anything you ever read, you don’t much care for academic trivia, as most of the higher-up members are but padding their own egoes. I’ll see that and respect myself more. You’ll come to debate club and exhibit one of the more strong and reviled opinions on some seemingly obscure topic, and I’ll find myself listening to you quote 17th century Spanish philosophers to back your claim about school lunches.

Then a week later I will discover you’re a decent person, nothing more. I will be back to what is normal for me. I’ll have gotten used to the idea that I don’t have to do stuff for you to be your friend, unlike most of the others I’ve had. All I do is accept you as you are and know that you accept me as I am. I don’t need to do anything for you but exist and accept the fact that I’m not normal . . . embrace it, even.

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Yes!

jjjfishe,

What color is your dress (I need to order the corsage)?

grem

and I’ve finally got a sig line…

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Sorry man, I don’t think there really can be a non-conformist clique. That’s sort of an oxy-moron, isn’t it?

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I am Mr. Cynical. I’m the stern taskmaster of a science teacher that you frequently call Oppenheimer, due to my ability to make something explode at any time, using only average everyday household materials.

I am ruggedly handsome, quick witted, and well dressed, much like Professor Jones. I frequently have to duck out the window of my office to escape the hordes of admiring cheerleaders, who yearn to ravage my manly body, helping them cross the threshold into womanhood.

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My dress is long and white… it’s simple

With silver shoes and a silver purse
Oh… and I LOVE the sig line :slight_smile:

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I’m JayLa. I’m the new girl, the geeky one. I get pretty good grades but I’m nowhere close to being valedictorian or even top 10.

Due to not being in this high school from Day 1, I’m out of touch with who it’s cool to be friends with and who I should avoid if I have any hope of being accepted by the “cool” kids. I have a secret dream of being editor of the high school paper. I never took band, so I don’t get to hang out with the cool band kids; instead I signed up for choir, where the soloists look down on the rest of the group.

I dream of getting asked to the prom, but I know it’s a long shot. At my last high school I asked three guys (over the course of two years) to the Sadie Hawkins dance and got turned down every time. S’ok. I’m used to it; I’ll probably just work that night anyway.

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:blush:

jjjfishe,

Your outfit sounds gorgeous! I think I’ll wear a classic black tux with a silver satin bowtie and vest. The limo and dinner reservations are all set, pick you up at 6?

grem

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Hi, I’m Silver_Fire. My science teachers hated me because I would ask questions and then debate them until the bell rang, wasting the entire class period. I can usually be found in the principal’s office.

I belong to no cliques. I’m nice to just about everyone. I’ve been named class clown before, but I believe myself to have been wrongfully accused. Study hall is my favorite class.

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Hi, I’m Java. I’m the auburn-haired chick that usually sits in the back of the class and doesn’t say much–unless she catches the teacher in a mistake. I’m usually in dark clothing, but not goth–it’s out of habit, considering I spend quite a bit of time in stage crew. When you went to see the school’s Spring musical, “The Sound of Music” you may have noticed my name in the costume and makeup departments. It doesn’t look like I study all that much, but I still found a way to come out with a 3.7 gpa.

Don’t have much of a social life, since I work part-time at the local party-supply store, stocking Christmas goods in September. I may have not gone to prom, but I took all my savings from the job and went on a 5-week trip of Europe.

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I am andygirl, the theater rat who mostly does stage crew. I’m constantly writing things, to the point that people call me Scribble and think I find it insulting. I’m one of the school’s token lesbians. I hang with the theater/art crew- despite the fact that I can’t write, I have a symbiotic relationship with the art people, as we sometimes create joint projects. Most likely Swiddle’s crew. I wear jeans, t shirts, and Birks. I get A’s without studying, but most of school bores me. When I want to insult people, I use big words and foreign languages.

I sit at the front of the class because I’m hearing impaired. I’d rather be in the back writing. I’m also in band and choir for the hell of it. Oh, and I’m always the designated driver.

People know me because of my hair. I’m not kidding- I have extremely curly, life-of-its-own poof of death hair.

I want a date for prom.

but there’s not many lesbians in high school,
andygirl

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I didn’t realize we would divulge the dreaded prom secrets…

I will go to prom with a college guy. A frat boy. Please don’t hold it against me. My best friend will be dumped by the captain of the swim team two weeks before prom & the only way my gorgeous older brother will take her (to make fish boy jealous) is for me to take a friend of his. I will go through a lot of trouble to find a new date for my date (he’s only a friend) for the sake of friendship.

& although I have a good time, those cheerleading wenches now have some kind of warped respect for me & want to be my friend. (HAAA! like that will ever happen)

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Daydreams of taking JayLa, Java, and andygirl to the prom all at the same time!

Never asks anyone to the prom. Never goes to a prom.

Later in life, writes down daydreams and becomes best-selling author. Best-selling masterwork, My Three Prom Dates is banned in Boston. Movie rights are immediately purchased for $15 million. Made into an HBO movie staring Tyra Banks, Salma Hayek, Jennifer Lopez, and, in her big screen debut, Darva Conger. With Keanu Reeves as Pluto.

Now has enough money and fame to ask anyone in the world out. Daydreams of going out with Jennifer Lopez. Never actually asks anyone for a date.

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I’m Milo.

I’m smart, though my grades don’t particularly reflect it (An A, four B’s and a C most often). Breeze through school because I’m generally book-smart, but I’m way more interested in weekend beer parties than school.

I’m the class clown and cut-up, sliding rather easily between the jocks, geeks and waste-oids. Teachers have it in for me, because I generally undermine their authority, more our of boredom than subversiveness.

I’m the guy that all the girls love to pour their hearts out to. They consider me such a valued friend, but when it comes time for boyfriends and heavy petting, I’m continually bypassed.

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I am APB, and the name is NOT a coincidence. I spent freshman year collecting compromising pictures of the faculty (I have some of Mr. Cynical the science teacher and jesuslynch, the three-fingered shop teacher that would blow your mind). Consequently, I am getting a 4.0 GPA, even though I don’t take a lot of so-called “tests”.

I roll my own cigarettes and drive a motorcycle, and I was shaving before I got to this school. I have a girlfriend, but she hasn’t posted here yet. She’s fifteen and NOT shy, and she has a beautiful blue tattoo that rises from between the cheeks of her ass that I just love; she is what social workers call “precocious” to express their disapprobation and sublimated lust. One sure thing in this unpredictable world is that I will get her pregnant before senior year.

I have no patience for jocks, they seem too acquiescent to the authority of the coach, and besides I lack any kind of discipline myself including even the little it would take to be a jock. They don’t hassle me though, since I, too, am precocious in my development, and there is the sneaking suspicion that I’d kick their asses - if not collectively, then later on, one at a time.

Fortunately, this seems to be an entire school of geeks, nerds, wierdos, and artsy types writing purple poetry in the auditorium stairwell. No jocks, no cheerleaders. Strange…

The guys are all slightly afraid of me, even though I don’t bother anyone directly, and the girls all lust for me in that “I can change him” way that HS girls dig rebels. I have a few “friends”, but they’re mostly just followers hoping to land a girlfriend like mine if they hang with me. We’re not close.

I’ll probably end up going off to college, and if I can play the system there as well as I do here, I’m likely to end up running something big and important.

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I’m the marching band lead trumpet player that gets criticized for not being on the football team. Girls seem to fall for me until they learn I am a band nerd and not a football jock ::sigh::

But…I’ll try anyways…now that we’re all in high school…girls, I’m single!!!

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Monster104 -

Now that we’re all jailbait … how about I ditch my prom date & we check out the band room?