Turns out? I was the Rhoda.
Oct. 18th, 2010 10:58 amHigh school reunion talk! Before I got there I started having that feeling of standing with my lunch tray wondering where I would be allowed to sit.
First I REALLY REALLY want to stress that a) I was not popular by any definition of the term. Like, how your Grandmother who is supposed to love you and tells you that you're an unblossomed flower and all of that? Not even by her definition. B) I had a SUPER POPULAR older sister the grade ahead, and people knew who I was by that, mostly. C) My nickname by my sister's friends (and my mother) was "Adopted" because of my lack of awesome. No, really. C) I was in orchestra for a while. I was in all advanced academic classes. I was in theater. I was a VIRGIN MORMON. IN TEXAS.
Have I painted the picture of No, really, I was made fun of a lot and did a lot of "library at lunch time?" I had a small group of people I hung out with in school, but most of my after school activities were with my church friends, barring like, three people.
AND I HAD A BLAST. Turns out? Not as dorky/hated/reviled as I had imagined. It also could be that my husband is awesome so people lied to him, but I am sticking with the original thought.
1. I looked pretty cute. Nope, I didn't take a single picture. Sorry. I did have some fabulous 5 inch silver pumps, though and wore an older dress as the one I bought for the occasion was WAY too prissy. I usually like prissy but this one.. Okay, it didn't go with my hair. I never said I was right in the head, people.
2. Holy CRAP have I aged well. I mean, I'm no Angelina, but wow. Moisturizer, no smoking, and not passing out from booze every night could do you wonders, ladies. True story, and totally cliche, but the "popular girls" were some of the roughest looking. That's because they partied hard, so who's making fun of the Mormon now? Lol. Save your excessive drinking for your 30s is what I'm saying. Ha. I'm saving a whole point for the boys. A lot of the girls that were just "cute" (nothing wrong with that) in school are now freaking beautiful. I made a point of telling each of them that, too.
3. I didn't flit about the room a lot because I was having a hard time remembering everyone's names (but mostly I didn't want to be a weirdo that walked up to someone just because I knew them from school when we weren't friends in school. I HAVE ISSUES.) So neat to see people and have that "flip" of their current face to their high school face and names came rushing back, and classes we shared came rushing back. CRAZY.
4. OH MY GOD THE BOYS. You know that douchey popular guy that was just a dick? HE'S EVEN GROSSER IN 20 YEARS. Karma is a thing of beauty. A "ha, ha!" story and a "wow, am I glad you turned it around story."
The evil laugh/point story One guy who I'll call Blonde Mullet was on the football team, popular, ladies man. Except for how his steady girlfriend was my lab partner and I didn't like him hitting on chicks. And got in his face to tell him so. He haaaaaaated me as a result. Whatever, he was grody and she deserved better. All of those tall, hot blondes he cheated on her with have left for good for he is now an older Grimace married to a goblin with Meth mouth. WOW. They were grinding on the dance floor, too. BLECH. I felt some gratification, as small and petty as that may be. *shrug*
The Wow you turned it around! story Another guy, I'll call Richard Marx-Hair, was The Guy in junior and high school. Super handsome, super rich, and super popular, and a super jerk. I was new at the junior high (moved after my parents divorced) and thought he was totally dreamy, as all the girls did. Problem was, he was really mean. There was a girl in our Spanish class who sat behind me, and she was in front of him. He was relentless with making fun of her to the point where she started crying in class one day. She and I weren't particularly friends, but we knew each other. I told him to shut up and quit being such a jerk or someone might start making fun of his Brillo pad of a hair do (or something like that.) I don't think any girl had EVER gotten in his face before, but holy crap, you don't make people CRY. (I had been that girl too many times to let it happen to someone else, you know?) Anyway, he hated me from that point on, and hated me hanging around him in any capacity. After high school he evidently had a massive drinking/drugs problem, spent some time in rehab, and now is an interventionist. Was so very friendly and happy-faced and came up to ME to say hello (only 2 people did, now that I think of it, hmm) and was such a genuinely sweet person, I could barely believe it.
Awesome.
5. I reconnected with my oldest friend, the other Mormon girl (who wasn't.) Turns out that our friendship continually soured because of our other friend, who we both lost contact with. That was really the best part, remembering those quiet friendships where I didn't necessarily hang out with people (because of my religion and nerves) and finding out that as adults, we actually can have a fun relationship. WHO KNEW? Lol.
Some of my favorite memories of high school:
1) going to State for Theater
2) all theater experiences, really
3) having my boyfriend walk me to my class and give me a kiss (aww. I had to wait for Senior Year to have one, but that was nice.)
4) remembering a girl who LIT HERSELF ON FIRE* after a final (um, she wasn't there. I did want to see if she was so I could ask her if she ever got help. Wow) I didn't say that all of the memories were fluffy.
5) Graduation night where our Valedictorian (the first person in the US to get a perfect score on the SAT, the ACT, and all of his AP tests. Um, he graduated high school as a junior in college.) was dressed in war paint, skulked about the forest by another classmate's house and attacked people with a Nerf gun. AWESOME.
6) certain people who laughed with me and made me feel less broken, and I got to see some of them on Saturday, bringing back some good memories from a really dark period in my life
[ETA] Our "famous" classmate didn't come, but he came to the 10 year. Justin Leonard. Chris Harrison (yes, of the Roses fame) was in the grade before, my sister's class. He came last year, which I think is great.
[ETA 2, the Fire Story] During finals she had evidently broken open a lighter, poured the lighter fluid all over herself, and used a second lighter to ignite her torso. She then STOOD CALMLY, walked to the teacher, and asked for a note for the nurse. OH MY GOD. THIS WAS REAL.
In conclusion, I don't want to hear your negative stories of why you won't go, I'm here to tell you that when you all become ADULTS, you have a better perspective on things, and it turns out to be a fun time.
OH I DO HAVE ONE MORE THING. There were two guys that were the "cool, hot" guys at school and they were the skeeviest sad sacks. WOW. A fifth of Chivas should not be your night-night beverage, guys. Oh man, that was pretty glorious. (I'm so petty and shallow, lol.)
ION, I have to take back the dress I didn't wear, get some code written, catch up with all the WinCon folks, and prepare for the GREATEST DAY IN ALL OF OCTOBER, BARRING HALLOWEEN: FALLOUT: NEW VEGAS IS COMING TOMORROW. I'm so glad I pre-ordered!! I'm saying that I'm going to be neck-deep in radiated zombies and desert creatures for the next few days.
First I REALLY REALLY want to stress that a) I was not popular by any definition of the term. Like, how your Grandmother who is supposed to love you and tells you that you're an unblossomed flower and all of that? Not even by her definition. B) I had a SUPER POPULAR older sister the grade ahead, and people knew who I was by that, mostly. C) My nickname by my sister's friends (and my mother) was "Adopted" because of my lack of awesome. No, really. C) I was in orchestra for a while. I was in all advanced academic classes. I was in theater. I was a VIRGIN MORMON. IN TEXAS.
Have I painted the picture of No, really, I was made fun of a lot and did a lot of "library at lunch time?" I had a small group of people I hung out with in school, but most of my after school activities were with my church friends, barring like, three people.
AND I HAD A BLAST. Turns out? Not as dorky/hated/reviled as I had imagined. It also could be that my husband is awesome so people lied to him, but I am sticking with the original thought.
1. I looked pretty cute. Nope, I didn't take a single picture. Sorry. I did have some fabulous 5 inch silver pumps, though and wore an older dress as the one I bought for the occasion was WAY too prissy. I usually like prissy but this one.. Okay, it didn't go with my hair. I never said I was right in the head, people.
2. Holy CRAP have I aged well. I mean, I'm no Angelina, but wow. Moisturizer, no smoking, and not passing out from booze every night could do you wonders, ladies. True story, and totally cliche, but the "popular girls" were some of the roughest looking. That's because they partied hard, so who's making fun of the Mormon now? Lol. Save your excessive drinking for your 30s is what I'm saying. Ha. I'm saving a whole point for the boys. A lot of the girls that were just "cute" (nothing wrong with that) in school are now freaking beautiful. I made a point of telling each of them that, too.
3. I didn't flit about the room a lot because I was having a hard time remembering everyone's names (but mostly I didn't want to be a weirdo that walked up to someone just because I knew them from school when we weren't friends in school. I HAVE ISSUES.) So neat to see people and have that "flip" of their current face to their high school face and names came rushing back, and classes we shared came rushing back. CRAZY.
4. OH MY GOD THE BOYS. You know that douchey popular guy that was just a dick? HE'S EVEN GROSSER IN 20 YEARS. Karma is a thing of beauty. A "ha, ha!" story and a "wow, am I glad you turned it around story."
The evil laugh/point story One guy who I'll call Blonde Mullet was on the football team, popular, ladies man. Except for how his steady girlfriend was my lab partner and I didn't like him hitting on chicks. And got in his face to tell him so. He haaaaaaated me as a result. Whatever, he was grody and she deserved better. All of those tall, hot blondes he cheated on her with have left for good for he is now an older Grimace married to a goblin with Meth mouth. WOW. They were grinding on the dance floor, too. BLECH. I felt some gratification, as small and petty as that may be. *shrug*
The Wow you turned it around! story Another guy, I'll call Richard Marx-Hair, was The Guy in junior and high school. Super handsome, super rich, and super popular, and a super jerk. I was new at the junior high (moved after my parents divorced) and thought he was totally dreamy, as all the girls did. Problem was, he was really mean. There was a girl in our Spanish class who sat behind me, and she was in front of him. He was relentless with making fun of her to the point where she started crying in class one day. She and I weren't particularly friends, but we knew each other. I told him to shut up and quit being such a jerk or someone might start making fun of his Brillo pad of a hair do (or something like that.) I don't think any girl had EVER gotten in his face before, but holy crap, you don't make people CRY. (I had been that girl too many times to let it happen to someone else, you know?) Anyway, he hated me from that point on, and hated me hanging around him in any capacity. After high school he evidently had a massive drinking/drugs problem, spent some time in rehab, and now is an interventionist. Was so very friendly and happy-faced and came up to ME to say hello (only 2 people did, now that I think of it, hmm) and was such a genuinely sweet person, I could barely believe it.
Awesome.
5. I reconnected with my oldest friend, the other Mormon girl (who wasn't.) Turns out that our friendship continually soured because of our other friend, who we both lost contact with. That was really the best part, remembering those quiet friendships where I didn't necessarily hang out with people (because of my religion and nerves) and finding out that as adults, we actually can have a fun relationship. WHO KNEW? Lol.
Some of my favorite memories of high school:
1) going to State for Theater
2) all theater experiences, really
3) having my boyfriend walk me to my class and give me a kiss (aww. I had to wait for Senior Year to have one, but that was nice.)
4) remembering a girl who LIT HERSELF ON FIRE* after a final (um, she wasn't there. I did want to see if she was so I could ask her if she ever got help. Wow) I didn't say that all of the memories were fluffy.
5) Graduation night where our Valedictorian (the first person in the US to get a perfect score on the SAT, the ACT, and all of his AP tests. Um, he graduated high school as a junior in college.) was dressed in war paint, skulked about the forest by another classmate's house and attacked people with a Nerf gun. AWESOME.
6) certain people who laughed with me and made me feel less broken, and I got to see some of them on Saturday, bringing back some good memories from a really dark period in my life
[ETA] Our "famous" classmate didn't come, but he came to the 10 year. Justin Leonard. Chris Harrison (yes, of the Roses fame) was in the grade before, my sister's class. He came last year, which I think is great.
[ETA 2, the Fire Story] During finals she had evidently broken open a lighter, poured the lighter fluid all over herself, and used a second lighter to ignite her torso. She then STOOD CALMLY, walked to the teacher, and asked for a note for the nurse. OH MY GOD. THIS WAS REAL.
In conclusion, I don't want to hear your negative stories of why you won't go, I'm here to tell you that when you all become ADULTS, you have a better perspective on things, and it turns out to be a fun time.
OH I DO HAVE ONE MORE THING. There were two guys that were the "cool, hot" guys at school and they were the skeeviest sad sacks. WOW. A fifth of Chivas should not be your night-night beverage, guys. Oh man, that was pretty glorious. (I'm so petty and shallow, lol.)
ION, I have to take back the dress I didn't wear, get some code written, catch up with all the WinCon folks, and prepare for the GREATEST DAY IN ALL OF OCTOBER, BARRING HALLOWEEN: FALLOUT: NEW VEGAS IS COMING TOMORROW. I'm so glad I pre-ordered!! I'm saying that I'm going to be neck-deep in radiated zombies and desert creatures for the next few days.
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:15 pm (UTC)AND WALK TO THE TEACHER'S DESK FOR A NOTE FOR THE NURSE?
..you have to admit, that's about as crazy as it's going to get without getting sad. [Er. Sadder.]
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:29 pm (UTC)She lived and went away to the men in the white coats and I have no idea after that.
High school man, weird
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:32 pm (UTC)HIGH SCHOOL = WEIRDNESS x INFINITY.
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:20 pm (UTC)This image will give me nightmares: ...he is now an older Grimace married to a goblin with Meth mouth. WOW. They were grinding on the dance floor, too. BLECH. BLECH, indeed.
Where is LIT HERSELF ON FIRE girl now? That is just all kinds of messed up.
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:22 pm (UTC)I WISH I KNEW! I'm trying to do some digging, back in 7th grade we walked home together. Weird the stuff you start to remember...
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:23 pm (UTC)But honestly? I feel like I've come leaps and bounds already from the person I was when I graduated, and I think two years from now I will have come even farther. and I want to show off, damn it. And all those kids who thought they were so much better than everyone else will be shown up by how awesome they're not.
So there.
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:27 pm (UTC)And seriously, the changes in a few years are amazing, right? YOU SHOULD SHOW OFF! I highly recommend it. :D
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:27 pm (UTC)I'm so glad you went and had fun and caught up with people! Also hahaha to blond mullet dude.
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:29 pm (UTC)OK, when you have a few minutes and babies are napping, call me!
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Date: 2010-10-18 04:55 pm (UTC)And it's so nice to see I'm not the only one who got fat. XD
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Date: 2010-10-18 05:51 pm (UTC)ANYWAY. I definitely want to go back for my 10 year if I can afford it. It's so much fun to see what happened to everyone. I have a few years to go, though. I'll have to work on getting really hot for it. ;P
HAVE FUN KILLING ZOMBIES YAY!
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Date: 2010-10-18 08:13 pm (UTC)ZOMBIES AND MUTANTS WILL BOW BEFORE ME!
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Date: 2010-10-18 05:57 pm (UTC)right there with ya on the excitement of tomorrow! my hubby's picking up new vegas at the midnight release tonight... he took tomorrow off of work, too ;) there will be much rejoicing! ...have i mentioned how hard you rock?
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Date: 2010-10-18 08:14 pm (UTC)I could go to the midnight release, but I think that might be a bit much to sneak out while my kids are asleep, lol. TOMORROW WILL BE RAD!!!
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Date: 2010-10-18 06:04 pm (UTC)I totally LOL'd over that. I'm very glad you had a wonderful time, and I shall review the photos I have created in my mind of how you looked. In my HS (when I think of it now), the popular kids were pretty much synonymous with the party kids, and sure enough at our reunions the most "popular" girls were now leathery and raspy-voiced with no eyebrows. Why do they have to pluck their eyebrows to extinction then draw them in two inches above where God intended their eyebrows to go??? IDK.
There was one girl in HS who was chunky and boyish, and at our 10 year reunion she was beautiful and curvy with glorious hair all the way down to her ass. You just never know, right? I also remember how our valedictorian was the most popular boy in grade 12, and he had early male pattern baldness by the ten year reunion, and all of his old "friends" made fun of him behind his back.
And because I apparently am only posting on YOUR journal instead of mine these days, one more story. I had a good friend in HS with whom I lost touch, and she killed herself just before our reunion. It turns out she had a horrible, abusive home life, and she never ever told me about it. To this day I wish she'd confided in me at school. I'm not sure what I could have done, but...SOMETHING.
::smooches::
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Date: 2010-10-18 08:17 pm (UTC)You can post/comment all you want, cookie, you know that. OH THAT IS SO SAD. (I have a similar story, too, a lovely boy named Steve Resta. It was right before our 10th that he took his own life as well.) I hate that feeling of what could I have done differently?
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Date: 2010-10-18 07:48 pm (UTC)YES, you have! And as someone who did my excessive drinking in my twenties I narrow my eyes at you, and now they have disappeared under the wrinkle folds.
She set herself on fire?! Man, I would never have that much dedication - in fact I'd probably go to the Arts and Crafts store, buy a whole lot of red cellphane, glue it on my clothes and run around waving my arms about yelling 'I'm burning, I'm burning!'. No one ever takes me seriously. :(
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Date: 2010-10-18 08:18 pm (UTC)Hey let's paint fire on our rental car when we're driving across the state, pressing our bodies against the glass screaming in pain and fear! FUN TIMES.
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Date: 2010-10-18 08:52 pm (UTC)Hey let's paint fire on our rental car when we're driving across the state, pressing our bodies against the glass screaming in pain and fear! FUN TIMES.
That totally beats out my 'play hostage and write HELP ME in lipstick on the back window of the car', plan.
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Date: 2010-10-18 10:04 pm (UTC)IDK dude, getting older didn't make me somehow magically care more about people. If anything, I possibly care even less about them now. I am so uninterested in their lives, and would be confused and eventually suspicious if any of them were somehow interested in mine. (I am including people who were friends of mine since I was a toddler in this, too.)
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Date: 2010-10-18 10:15 pm (UTC)I am more convinced than ever that you secretly ARE Allie Brosh.
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Date: 2010-10-18 11:41 pm (UTC)...right?
Also, are there other "turn around" stories? Like, sad sack bracer teeth boy who went on to be a shark farmer, with a supercute Puerto Rican SO? (hey, we won't judge. Unless he has a porn stache, because omigod, how can you be with him?)
Also 2: J-Woww was on a wrestling show. She was paid more than all the jobbers combined for just 15 minutes. How does that make you feel?
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Date: 2010-10-19 01:15 am (UTC)UGH, I hate how much reality stars get paid, it's a real thorn in my side.
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Date: 2010-10-19 12:16 am (UTC)So happy you had a good time! <3
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Date: 2010-10-19 01:16 am (UTC)I did have a good time, my love! <3
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Date: 2010-10-19 12:31 am (UTC)I just skipped my 25th reunion because I couldn't have introduced Essene as my partner. You never know who has connections to my job. Hopefully by the time there is a 30th, I'll be able to introduce her as my wife.
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Date: 2010-10-19 01:16 am (UTC)My high school doesn't do traditional reunions; it has occasional "all alumni who live in this part of the country are invited" shindigs. So far I have never been in the right place at the right time. But thanks to the alumni email directory I've heard from some folks in my class. A lot of people turned out very much as I suspected they would, from the sort-of-skeevy folks becoming more skeevy, to the super-smart boy who became a speech writer for Bush and Clinton.
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Date: 2010-10-19 01:17 am (UTC)*hugs* (How goes the cape?)
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Date: 2010-10-19 02:55 am (UTC)I didn't go to either one of my reunions. But I've had moments of karma over the years regarding my miserable years in high school: (1) returning from a glorious two week business trip to Paris I was driven home from the airport by the guy who tormented me for 4 years for being a brainy geek and (2) having another former tormentor as my server at a fancy restaurant where I was celebrating my promotion. Then there's Facespace where I can see all the jerky, formerly handsome & popular boys (and some girls) who've gotten fat & bald and who've not aged well at all. Heehee. Wishing now that I had gone to my 20 year.
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Date: 2010-10-19 03:58 am (UTC)So, y'know. Even if they have a reunion, I'm not sure I'll be invited- I examed out of that place as fast as I could, only attending a year and a half in all. I'm not positive, but I think you have to have actually graduated to get invites to these things?
These facts make me a little sad, actually, because your reunion sounds like it was fabulous and so much fun! I IS GREEN WITH ENVIES!
P.S. Got my copy of "Blood on the Highway" today, and not a moment too soon! I look forward to LOLing my way through it. *g*
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Date: 2010-10-19 12:50 pm (UTC)AHAHAHAHAHAHA WHEEEEE!!! Can't wait to hear you tell me how much I grossed you out! LOL.
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Date: 2010-10-19 04:29 pm (UTC)...Lit herself on fire? I definitely don't have any stories that compare to that. I had a friend who lit multiple fires in the chem lab, and one time actually blew something up, but I'm pretty sure it was all accidental.
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Date: 2010-10-20 12:49 am (UTC)I also had the experiences of catching up with the quiet ones I'd forgotten about, which was great, and the ego stroking of people remembering me and things I did when I couldn't remember either them or the thing that stuck in their heads all those years. It's kinda' gratifying to know you meant something to others, or was at least memorable, even if you didn't realize it at the time. It was a nice side effect of going that I never expected.
Anyway, count me in as someone who also recommends going to reunions. Glad you had a good time.