I was just lying in bed thinking about how, in HS, you could always spot the accountant and the professional musician but I have absolutely no idea what the “cool people” ™ will be doing 20 yrs downthe track. They seemed to have absolutely no interests that would eventually lead into a career path (no offence to the cool people out there). Sure, some of them were good at sport, but they wern’t THAT good to become professional sportspeople, some had fasion sense but not enough to become designers. None seem to perform spectacularly in any subject but none seemed to do extremely badly either.
To my mind, there seems to be no profession that these people “fit” into.
A lot of the “cool people” didn’t come to our 10-year high school reunion because they felt like they hadn’t done anything or gone anywhere (this according to some locals who knew them but did come, but couldn’t coax these classmates to commit to one fricking evening out of their lives for a reunion). Now, admittedly, a good number of them had done quite well for themselves. But the better stories were the people who were smart-but-not-cool. They’re the ones that were really leading interesting, productive lives. And then there were the nice-but-not-cool people, who maybe weren’t globetrotting or racking up the graduate degrees but were doing really satisfying and interesting things like running their own businesses or working as EMTs.
I don’t mean to gloat, but there really were quite a few of the uber-popular kids whose lives/status clearly went nowhere but downhill after the false society of high school dissolved away.
The girls in my class that were hot stuff either got knocked up by total losers who wouldn’t marry them, or decided to forget their planned careers as rocket scientsts, marry and THEN get knocked up.
The boys in my class that were popular either got their girlfriends knocked up and had to get married, or are total and complete crackheads.
I cannot name one popular person I graduated with that went out and did something with their life.
I didn’t get to go to my reunion, but my little sister, who is still in high school says that the most popular boy in my class is a big loser now.
In HS he was a big time football player and the singer in a band, voted best smile and most good looking, we graduated about 10 years ago. My sister tells me that he hangs out in the high school, talking to the teachers and reliving his glory days. His only job is now part time in the food court.
I don’t keep track of too many people, but I know that my best friend from high school, still a good friend, basically designed from scratch a major improvement in windshield manufacturing. The company he works for stands to make millions from this improvement, and they treat my buddy like a god. He’s in charge of process at the plant, and is well compensated.
He would have been considered uncool twenty years ago.
Our prom queen, by comparison, collects tolls on the Pennsylvania Turnpike.
I didn’t go to my 10-year reunion either, but trishdish tells me that the cool kids are STILL! picking on the retarded guy, which I think says it all (I mean, what the hell kind of loser do you have to be to STILL find this shit amusing when you’re pushing 30???). Apparently, as a prank, some of the former “cool” girls had him booted out of the reunion party by security, claiming that he’d crashed the party and they didn’t know who he was. Apparently they thought the whole thing was a hoot and were bragging about their little “prank”.
:mad: :mad: :mad:
Trishdish now agrees that I was smart not to attend the reunion, and says she’ll never attend another one.
I attended my 20th reunion a few weeks ago. Here’s what a few of the “cool” people are now doing:
Partner in an accounting firm
Several attorneys
Senior staff member to the State Corporation Commission
Owner of a catering firm
Farmer and member of the House of Delegates
Missionary/Minister
Vice President of John Deere
Environmental Policy Planner (that would be me)
I enjoyed myself and was glad to have the opportunity to catch up with people I hadn’t seen in a while. There were lots of people there who weren’t considered “cool” in high school and they seemed to be relatively happy and secure in their lives. We all reminisced and drank a little too much.
All the judgemental crap that floats through high school falls away the further you get from it. That’s something that some of you sound like you should take to heart.
The biggest hotshot from my old high school is basically living in exile. Her father was one of the first to be indicted in the Graylord investigation.
Yes, I still smirk with glee. She made my life a living hell back then.
My graduating class had 849 students. I don’t know who was “cool” and, except for 4 people, I don’t know what’s happened in the last 30 years. I know some have died, and I imagine most are living ordinary lives. I’m curious about no more than 6 or 7 of them, and beyond that, I rarely think about it.
For me, high school was just a step between childhood and real life.
One of the popular girls looks like she’s about 50 years old because she’s been fake baking since 7th grade. A couple of the other popular girls gained 50-60 pounds and a few of the guys are bald now. Aside from 4-5 of my really close friends I don’t know what anyone else is doing. I know that there are a few people that have done well for themselves from what I’ve read on the alumni website. In fact, one of my friends from HS is Jenny Jones’ personal assistant. How’s that for class! I can’t wait to see him at our reunion next year.
One of them works for the DPW in my town, and sometimes rides on the garbage truck. I’m not even kidding. Just the other night one of my friends saw him at the movies and I replied, “Joe Blow? Last time I saw him, he was picking my trash off my curb.” My friend burst out laughing.
I attended my five year reunion last Thanksgiving. I was extremely curious as to how things had changed in that time, since I was one of the “freaks” in high school. (The annoying thing was that I was in a classification by myself: there were jocks, preppies, computer geeks, skaters, and…me.)
And wouldn’t you know it, I was one of the few people who’d actually made something of himself. Many of my former classmates were still floating through college looking for some form of degree. Some weren’t aspiring for anything higher than a retail job. And then there was me, the mighty law student, who surprised everyone because I hadn’t turned out to be a suicidal transvestite by now.
Frankly, I don’t have too much love for the security guards, either. Trishdish said that the guy had his yearbook with him at the party (she talked to him for a little while, and they each pointed out their pictures in his yearbook), so you’d think that the security guys would at least have stopped to investigate!
I cannot imagine what I would have done if I’d been there.
The mighty Trishdish enters the scene just as the evil security guards are executing the nefarious plans of the Sneaky Ho Gang. She swings into action, grabbing the only things easily available – a stack of name tags and a ball point pen – to foil their plot!
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The evil security guards are slumped together on the floor, having been dispatched with the ball point pen. The Sneaky Ho Gang has been silenced with name tag gags and little evil mustaches have been drawn on them. Our Hero steps over the slumped security guards arm in arm with our hapless victim to the cheers of the crowd!
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I can’t wait to see him at our reunion next year.