How Were Your High School Years?

I was a confusing contradiction. Graduating class of about 300, I was voted the nonconformist of my senior class. I would say I was not popular, others would disagree. I could easily move and be accepted amoung all social groups from the geeks, to the stoners, cheerleaders, jocks, metal heads etc, but I never fit with any, and generally shunned groups of jocks or cheerleaders as in groups they were so vapid. I was always drunk and stoned, but had excellent grades, AP courses and such. Tons of in school suspension but could not get out school suspension no matter how hard I tried. Never dated a high school boy, always preferred older. Outside of school I hung with an older crowd, inside I guess I would say I was the leader of the misfits. I prefered highly unique people who also didn't fit. I had complete contempt for authority and rage against any system or person who tried to control me or make me conform in any way. I sought rules to break. Rallied to get the poor punk 7 month pregnant chick to be Homecoming Queen just to spite a system that always elects the well to do Barbie cheerleader (she was aware and supported my plan, animals and men were against the rules, I checked, so she was the most "inappropriate" )

Lol we have a lot in common. Our homecoming queen was one of the biggest potheads in school, it was like everyone rebelled against all the other cheerleaders who made up the homecoming court.

Reading the other posts made me realize my HS days were actually really awesome. My freshman year I had a senior girl teach me how to kiss in the back of a theater. My sophomore year I joined a male colorguard that, unbeknownst to me, was considered like rock stars by all the other female colorguards in the area. We would make out with band chicks on the late bus rides home all the time.

I was busy living in the moment, and since academics was no challenge, I was in more clubs, sports, musicals, etc than anyone else in my graduation class of 300.

I first had sex at 15, so after that is one steady parade of random, to quote "She's out of my League". Just kidding about the randoms, I had several girlfriends but also did some randoms.

I also had a job at a big multiplex movie theater, so dating was cheap, since we could go to any theater in the city for free. If I wasn't working or had some sports event, I would call a female friend and we'd see a movie, which would normally include at least a bj as a form of thanks.
 
In high school, I was friends with every one. I didn't belong to one particular group, as many people did. I was smart, quiet, and kind. I don't think I have changed very much!

Judging by your avatar, I can see why everyone likes you. 😃
 
My breasts? They weren't as popular in high school ;)

I was more talking about that smile and what I could see of your face, especially those cheekbones, but hey, if you wanna make this all about your bewbs... ;)
 
Learning how to unhook a bra with one hand.
Fully clothed makeout sessions leading to mutual masturbation.
Going home with her scent on your fingers.
The joy in seeing your date at her door in a skirt with no pantyhose instead of jeans.
First orgasm in a girl’s hand.
First orgasm in a girl’s mouth.
Just putting it in a little.

Oh so hot and true. Those explorations were amazing
 
I would rather forget most my HS years. It was a county school that merged several small towns. There were different cliques of kids. The Jocks (many considered rich kids), nerds, the quiet ones, gangster wannabees, and the poor kids. I was among the poor kids. Spent a lot of time doing farm work and odd jobs. Other kids could be cruel and often looked down upon the poor kids. Though I was known for being bold, sometimes a clown, and shaking up the status quo. I was more friendly than most, and didn't really like being around troublemakers. One of the very few whites that was often seen around minorities, other poor kids, and sometimes the nerds. Always got into it with the Jocks because they were school bullies. From the 9th - 12th, I gradually got quieter around other kids, but was very verbal, comical, and expressive in class. More times than not, I could be found studying or reading a book in the cafeteria or an empty classroom. And I went for the older girls, sometimes I played sports outside of school not on any school teams. I was kind of 'shunned'. My dad was a drunk and known troublemaker. Mom came and went. I pretty much raised myself. Small towns are known for malicious gossip and that type thing was magnified in HS. Scored high on tests. When the opportunity came to leave, I jumped at it. I was much happier, joined the USN and excelled at anything I put my mind to.
 
Shit, shitter than shit - a cycle of bullying, sexual abuse, dying parent, chaotic home life, violent parent (not the dying one), loneliness and friendlessness... I was a shadow of a person, too scared to say boo to a goose...

But as Frank McCourt says “the happy childhood is hardly worth your while.”

We are all the product of our experiences, who knows who I might have been if things had been different... I suspect I would have liked her less than I do me... I suspect she wouldn’t be posting rude pictures from hotel rooms with superimposed animal heads on - perhaps I haven’t quite got my shit together yet :D
 
In my Sophomore to Senior year I sort of came out of my shell.

I went from shy awkward quite Guy to Skipping school on motorcycles and skinny dipping with the girls, getting high all day and ******* Karen O. up against the outside wall of the girls Gym during lunch.
 
Typical I think. Wasn't popular, didn't get my ass kicked every day. Showed up, went home. Lot of jerking off, little bit of drinking and weed smoking, eventually had sex but it took a while, fights with parents.
 
I was the token Ginger girl whom everyone tormented up until summer of Soph/Junior year when the boob faery visited. Then all of a sudden everyone wanted to be my friend. Got caught having sex in a cab during rush hour traffic.

The real fun came when I got to college away from my strict religious family.
 
Mine were largely uneventful. I was publicly flirtatious, privately shy. Somewhat rebellious. Curious. Somewhat of a prankster, scored high on everything in every subject. Odd that I never made any Who's Who list - probably because I never really fit into any clique' nor cared to. I appeared to do everything naturally, but man I busted my ass on things I wasn't gifted in - still did well according to whatever irrelevant requirements there were at the time. Teachers loved me except for that one old hag who frowned on anyone that had a job to pay for school stuff or decent transportation to get to school. I didn't like the bus and lived in redneck country. I was innocent and plead the 5th to anything contradicting that. Never looked back.
 
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I was the token Ginger girl whom everyone tormented up until summer of Soph/Junior year when the boob faery visited. Then all of a sudden everyone wanted to be my friend. Got caught having sex in a cab during rush hour traffic.

The real fun came when I got to college away from my strict religious family.

Whoops 😬 who caught ya in the taxi? The driver or ???
 
Not to bad. I kind of fell into the middle rank of everything. I wasn't super popular but I wasn't unpopular. I had friends and I had people I didn't get along with. My older brother was there for a bit while I was there so I spent a lot of time around upper classmen so maybe that helped a bit.
 
My high school years were very forgettable. Moved around a lot when I was a kid so I transferred schools between freshman and sophomore year. New group of kids. Didn't fit in quite right.

Happy ending to the story though; I was very popular in college.
 
Graduated in 94 (ha so long ago)

High school was fine. Small town equals small class. I still have a bunch of close friends. I played volleyball both team and two on two. I was involved in Student Council, drama. I cheered, as a matter of fact I found my cheerleader uniform, while we were packing for a move.

Sadly it must have shrunk in my hope chest. I cannot seem to get it back on.

I do wish I would have been more focused on the present. I was always looking ahead to whatever, the weekend, breaks, the summer, college.

I treasure a lot of memories from back then. So many firsts.. I don't miss it, but I miss getting to see everyone, every day.

Is it too early for wine?
 
Quite miserable. Many schools, little stability, few friends, no accomplishments. So I dropped out, hitchhiked around the country for a couple years, then went to adult high which lacked all the stale HS drama. I try to fast-forward my memories of that era.
 
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