School is a scary time - although, it gets an awful lot worse when puberty kicks in.
As I have never set out to be popular, it wasn't a huge deal for me - avoiding getting the shit kicked out of me seemed more important than how I looked to other people.
Someone might have a trend-setting haircut but admiring it in a hospital bathroom nursing broken limbs seems a somewhat vacuous choice to me. I was far happier if everyone assumed I was weird and just avoided me.
However, when puberty kicked in and I wanted to test my theoretical education on sex, being the weird outsider was somewhat of a hinderance.
So, I did what I had to - got barred from every computer in the complex and then forged a career in the very same thing (after a brief attempt at being a rock star).
I was however, gutted, when a number of years later, I met the one girl who I would have died for. In casual conversation, reminiscing about the 'school days' I mentioned how much love I thought I had for her at the time.
"Why didn't you ever say anything?" she asked with a wistful look in her eye
"Sorry to be so obvious" I replied "But you were the one that all the boys wanted, and some of the girls too. There was no way I was going to ask you anything and have my dreams shattered"
"But I would have said 'Yes' immediately - you were the only one I was interested in"
*Oh for fucks sake - now you mention it...*
Why bring this up now? Because that School Reunion thing is looming and people I haven't seen or heard from for many years are connecting.
I had a brief 'conversation' with someone who asked me if I remembered even meeting her 20+ years ago. She was somewhat shocked when I could recall every detail of the meeting, and exactly what transpired.
I have an excellent memory but, I am male so, by definition, I have a selective memory.
Your turn now - share the pain of education with Dr Goth ;-).......
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Goth I love you dearly- but I honestly would like to just forget about school. I went from birth to being in a career...
xoxo
You can't have possibly been the weird kid in school if you're actually considering attending the reunion. ;)
I went to a school reunion about 7 years ago and there was a bloke there who I had worshipped from afar but had barely spoken to. He came straight over to me and said he was glad I was there as he had always fancied me and then proceeded to light a joint and wave it in the face of our old music teacher while telling us both how many times he had been to prison. I did come to the conclusion by the end of it that if I had only had a conversation with him it would have saved a lot of heartache at the time....
The pain of education?
Religious fucking Education! Nuff said!
School is but a vague memory that I'm trying to extinguish entirely.
Princess -> reciprocated my love - school is what it was
Ani -> I was everything but nothing
Doris -> not your job to save Psychos, you just help the EU
JG -> A recipe for disaster there - religion - education = ?!
Zoe -> wine is a good eraser, but I find Vodka more efficient
Once and once only. We had name tabs and one cheeky woman looked at it and declared ' You're not 'Pat ------!'
Apparently after I had left there was another Pat ------ in the school.
On the whole it was an interesting and at times pleasurable experience but not one I shall repeat.
Bet the other Pat was from the CIA - she was undercover pretending to be you ;-)
honey's 20 year class reunion is next month...i can't imagine.
i never went to my class reunions-i'd like to avoid those memories if possible.
i hope you go though and maybe you'll see her???
Never been to a class reunion, it would probly shatter my illusions. I remember being totally in lust with Mrs Grey, my English teacher. *sigh*
Oh. You're tagged.
I never went to a class reunion, but went back to school in my late 30's to visit one particular teacher. They told me I could wait in the staff room. I was the oldest person there.
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