I don't remember high school fondly. (I shouldn't.) I wasn't particularly popular but at the same time I wasn't "unpopular". Also I wasn't bullied or made to feel any sort of way about my social standing. (I'll put it is way, I either wasn't cool enough to be offered drugs or people protectively thought I wouldn't be into it.) Anyway, high school just wasn't for me. After I graduated, I didn't look back. I went off to university then off to Japan. The only other time I even stepped foot on h.s. property was in 2006 when my brother graduated.
Today I helped the class of 2001 sell concessions at the homecoming game to raise money for their 10-year reunion. It was weird because I ran into all sortsa people that I haven't seen or even THOUGHT of since they crossed the stage nine years ago. All the people I saw could be separated into no more than three camps. 1. Haven't changed, 2. Fat 3. Don't remember. (and possibly 4. I remember that they were more popular then me.) I'm not so evolved that I'm not somewhat bitter.
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