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ummm, 5 to 10 would be my guess
…and of course I meant the mighty auntie em. Someone please revoke my posting priveleges before I cause any more chaos!
[sub]Please don’t really revoke my posting priveleges![/sub]
Actually, tevya, you had it right–trishdish is the badass, I’m just the trusty sidekick. 
You know, this is a pretty amusing way to start off a thread about what people have accomplished with their lives. 
(No offense; I enjoy lying in bed thinking too.)
Same case with the cool and popular people from my school.
Did you attend a public high school in North Carolina by any chance?
That’s awful about that guy.
Some people never grow up, ya know?
I believe in karma. I was the class fat kid. I know I’m supposed to be more mature than this, but I’m gonna laugh my ass off when some of the people that tortured me end up with really fat kids and they have to watch them get harassed at school like I was.
Hopefully I’ll be able to let the bitterness go someday.
Nah, I am from Illinois, but I was talking to my friend from Maine and she noticed the same thing, I guess walmart syndrome is more common than we thought
Nah, I am from Illinois, but I was talking to my friend from Maine and she noticed the same thing, I guess walmart syndrome is more common than we thought
Actually, as someone who was pegged as ‘uncool’ and an outsider from the beginning of high school, I can say that the cool people at my school weren’t the biggest assholes, like it seems the case was at the schools that most of the other posters here seem to have gone to. They were just regular people, with (I discovered later when I bumped into them) the same insecurities and fears as everyone else. And they’ve gone on to have the same range of jobs and paths as everyone else - some have travelled, some are teachers or professionals, some aren’t doing much at all.
I’m hardly looking forward to my ten year reunion in a few months (although I’m compelled by curiousity to go) - I’m sure most people won’t remember who the hell I even was ;).
I really don’t know what they are doing. I left that rat hole in the 9th grade, got my GED and moved on.
Someone started a rumour about how I had died. I figured I’d leave it at that to keep those creeps off my back.
I did happen to see one of the “popular” girls several years back. She was one of the perfect little cheerleader types that all the other cheerleader types followed around and the football boys wanted to touch. Always tan, always perky. When I saw her she was working the drive through at a bank and looked like crap. She must have been 25 at the time, but she looked 50.
I guess that’s a lesson about being perky and tan. You’ll be the desire at 16, but at 25…
Well, one of them’s in Linkin Park … I dunno if he was considered cool in HS (like FairyChatMom I went to a large high school, didn’t know everyone), but a certain number of people think he’s cool now.
In the main, don’t know, don’t care.
We were a pretty small class, so I’ve heard second-hand (through a friend who still has family in town) that the Really Cool People are mostly on the dole, just skankin’ around like they always did.
Not that my life’s so hugely fantastic and wonderful and all, or anything, but at least I’ve actually managed to hold down at least one job in my adult life.
If Joe Blow didn’t show up for a month, you would soon be drowning in your own garbage; if your amused friend didn’t show up for a month, I doubt that it would matter that much.
Posting in this thread.
I don’t think my high school really had a “popular” group as such. The people who were the most well-liked were the intelligent, funny, kind and charismatic girls - they weren’t bitchy or cliquey at all. As far as they know, they’re mostly at university like everyone else. I’ll let you know how things are going in twenty years. 
still working at the same pizza joint they were in high school, 8 years ago.
Don’t know, don’t care.
galen, see here’s the thing. He’s not even a full-time garbage picker. He’s bounced around from this to that.
Being as it’s 4 in the morning here, probably sleeping.