Most of them are on to their second or third kids, on the dole doing nothing like they did in school or working in the same jobs as high school. Those of us who weren’t “cool” went to university got degrees, careers etc.
Very satisfying (but childish) to know that those people who made my life hell are now living in my idea of hell.
I have to figure out how to get even sven to take me to her reunion, since I had quite a few friends in her class… hehehhe
And, if she had friends in mine (93) I could probably sneak her into mine…
Beyond that, I’m not sure what many of them have been doing. Most of them were burning out and getting into drugs pretty well by the time we graduated.
My thoughts exactly. All of these people from my class who thought they were so great are going to spend the rest of their lives in rural North Carolina, with no chance of any sort of future.
IIRC, all the cool people i knew didn’t graduate.
I wonder what they are doing.
Like Ruby, who dropped out at 14 to have her baby.
Last I saw her was 20 years ago, with husband in tow.
What if she spat in my coffee? What if??? Did you think of that??? Huh??? ANSWER ME!!!
No, seriously, the sections of “coolness” were split up in my school. You had the cool-good, the cool-bad and the cool-ugly (occasionaly fugly).
I was one of the outskirt kids. I had wierd ideas, was cool in a geeky kind of way (well, I did use the word “disservious” a lot). But one thing I respect about myself (piling on the heavy praise) is that I never took crap from those uppity-assed bullies. If they came by my way I never backed down, even outnumbered three-to-one. I guess that’s why she liked me - for once in my life I really wasn’t afraid to be myself. God I miss her.
Actually most of the cool people who used to make my life hell had mellowed out quite a bit. I talked to some of them at the reunion and for the most part they were nice enough. Most of them fairly successful too (much to my surprise.)
With one exception. One guy who was a jackass in high school is an even bigger jackass now. His bio said he was a “deliveryman.”
One of the cool guys from my high school was just elected onto the City Council in the same city where we graduated high school some 22 years ago.
I knew he was running because I received an invitation to a fund-raiser and asking if he could count on my vote.
Seems that he probably got my address from the high-school reunion committee…because I’ve lived four states away from there for the past nine years.
Jeez… what an idiot. I have NO idea how he managed to get himself an elected office.
we didnt have any “cool” kids at our school…well we had a few preppies, but no one considered them cool, we had mostly skaters and nerds, who considered themselves cool, but the other groups uncool. We werent really cliqueish since we were a small class (~50), but i think it backs up my assertion that there wasnt really a “cool” clique when i say that the people who were voted “most attractive” “most likely to succeed”, etc, were NOBODY that i would have expected. If they would have been shoo-ins, then i would assume that the winners would have constituted the “cool” ppl.
I hung out with everyone, but really felt outside all of the groups. I would have hung out with the nerds, but i took myself far too seriously at the time, the nerds either were postmodern slackers i never felt comfortable around or disowned me for being intellectually unrigorous (long story).
how ironic, now that i have matured, to find myself a postmodern slacker. thank you, the simpsons!
[angst]i just couldnt believe how the world could treat ME so badly, since i was unique sensitive and different. no one else had the problems i had! if only the world would listen to me, everything would be so much easier![/angst]
i matured a lot when i learned to mellow out [read: got some]