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html_007		2012-06-03 04:30:18 AM

I wasn't really much of anything. I hung out with most of the kids who wore really big jeans and didn't really care much about shiat. Got into alot of trouble at school on a regular basis. I ended up dropping out out and that was that. I sort of regret not being a better student, but I'm not going to dwell on it. Lucky for me I happend to be really good with computers so that is what I do now and probably will do until I die.

Shadowknight		2012-06-03 04:43:59 AM

Posting in a dead thread, I'm sure, but why not?

I was a ghost. Never fit in that well, so plain clothes with no logos and jeans of no determinable brand. My goal was to not be remembered, and mostly succeeded. I wasn't a member of any real clique, unless you count my infatuation with Magic: The Gathering and video games. So, I guess you can put me squarely in the geek section.

I found out from some of my friends who I still talk to that at the ten year reunion (never got an invite, which is fine by me) that people only really seemed to remember me as "that big guy that used to break up fights" or "that guy that tossed >random stoner guy who's name escapes me
I'm a lot more comfortable in my own skin these days, and look upon my high school self as a complete, douchy moron.

mephisto6		2012-06-03 04:49:39 AM

html_007: I wasn't really much of anything. I hung out with most of the kids who wore really big jeans and didn't really care much about shiat. Got into alot of trouble at school on a regular basis. I ended up dropping out out and that was that. I sort of regret not being a better student, but I'm not going to dwell on it. Lucky for me I happend to be really good with computers so that is what I do now and probably will do until I die.

The main thing is that you do what you like. Sounds simplistic, but there's a lot to be said for smiling at the day. If you can roll out of bed and not dread the day, you've already won

imprimere		2012-06-03 04:51:50 AM

Shadowknight: Posting in a dead thread, I'm sure, but why not?

I was a ghost. Never fit in that well, so plain clothes with no logos and jeans of no determinable brand. My goal was to not be remembered, and mostly succeeded. I wasn't a member of any real clique, unless you count my infatuation with Magic: The Gathering and video games. So, I guess you can put me squarely in the geek section.

I found out from some of my friends who I still talk to that at the ten year reunion (never got an invite, which is fine by me) that people only really seemed to remember me as "that big guy that used to break up fights" or "that guy that tossed >random stoner guy who's name escapes me
I'm a lot more comfortable in my own skin these days, and look upon my high school self as a complete, douchy moron.

You still have issues. I hope that you really do come to realize that you're ok in your own skin. Don't be so hard on yourself. Who really gives a fark what people think? If you feel that you are a decent person, who is not a detriment to society, then you're doing just fine. There is plenty of room for all types who aren't total fark-ups!

Shadowknight		2012-06-03 05:09:43 AM

imprimere: You still have issues. I hope that you really do come to realize that you're ok in your own skin. Don't be so hard on yourself. Who really gives a fark what people think? If you feel that you are a decent person, who is not a detriment to society, then you're doing just fine. There is plenty of room for all types who aren't total fark-ups!

Naw, I know that. Like I said, I was a big doofus that could have been on the football team and smart enough that I could have been toward the top of the class. I mean, I finished college with a 3.7, so I know I was capable. But back then, I had attitude that made me not do any of the homework or associate with any part of the athletic subculture. I felt like school was like going to work, and if I was going to work overtime they should probably pay me. I aced all the tests, but was lazy and never turned in any after-hours work with the exception of major reports. Pissed the teachers right off, too.

Far as my interaction with other students go, I had friends. I'd say about a dozen that I talked to regularly, and about half dozen I still talk to and see to this day. Wife being in the Navy and moving us all over doesn't make that easy, but Facebook (for all it's faults) makes it a bit easier.

Now, I am not concerned with being known, noticed, or even thought a douchbag. I seem to be fairly well liked, or at least people are nice to my face. If I could go back and talk to my past self, I'd tell me to get over myself and stop being so concerned with being so inconspicuous and just enjoy himself. It's a lesson I started to figure out toward the end of my senior year, but I think I turned out all right in spite of it.

telaran		2012-06-03 05:11:24 AM

I was a nerd (went to and won math meets, was on the brain bowl team, played Magic: the Gathering at lunch time, took two or more science, computer and math classes every year I could, was a TA for two teachers, etc.), antagonistic to Christians/Jehovah's Witnesses but friendly to "pagans" and atheists, and was in the choir for 11 years. I was about as goody-goody as anyone could be, never having tried any drugs or alcohol, didn't stay out late, never broke any rules, etc. (though I didn't think so at the time because I was a very much in-the-closet-and-fearful gay guy living and going to school in a backwater town). Somehow, though, I was relatively popular and had friends in every clique except the football jocks and wrestlers (who were pretty much the same guys anyway), who I was afraid to be around for fear of somehow outing myself.

The only person who irritated me at school was the one person who knew I was gay - the pretty/slutty/musical girl. She liked to hang all over me in that "I can do anything; it's safe because he's gay" kind of way. As an example, during my junior year in US Literature and Culture, she chose to research Marilyn Monroe for her major report and sang "Happy Birthday Mr. President" as part of her presentation, using me as a stand in for JFK. She walked over to my desk, rubbed her hands through my hair and stuck her boobs in my face as she sang, which was embarrassing and annoying but pretty much par for the course.

So I guess I was a somewhat popular nerd/unwilling stripper pole.

How's THIS for a fancy nickname		2012-06-03 05:11:44 AM

The weird, smart-alecky nice kid nobody liked and instead bullied, because they always assumed there was a catch to the politeness. Kinda killed me a little inside.

/Bitter AND a Farker? My god. The odds of that combination must be staggering.

Jim_Callahan		2012-06-03 05:12:07 AM

imprimere		2012-06-03 05:16:20 AM

Shadowknight: imprimere: You still have issues. I hope that you really do come to realize that you're ok in your own skin. Don't be so hard on yourself. Who really gives a fark what people think? If you feel that you are a decent person, who is not a detriment to society, then you're doing just fine. There is plenty of room for all types who aren't total fark-ups!

Naw, I know that. Like I said, I was a big doofus that could have been on the football team and smart enough that I could have been toward the top of the class. I mean, I finished college with a 3.7, so I know I was capable. But back then, I had attitude that made me not do any of the homework or associate with any part of the athletic subculture. I felt like school was like going to work, and if I was going to work overtime they should probably pay me. I aced all the tests, but was lazy and never turned in any after-hours work with the exception of major reports. Pissed the teachers right off, too.

Far as my interaction with other students go, I had friends. I'd say about a dozen that I talked to regularly, and about half dozen I still talk to and see to this day. Wife being in the Navy and moving us all over doesn't make that easy, but Facebook (for all it's faults) makes it a bit easier.

Now, I am not concerned with being known, noticed, or even thought a douchbag. I seem to be fairly well liked, or at least people are nice to my face. If I could go back and talk to my past self, I'd tell me to get over myself and stop being so concerned with being so inconspicuous and just enjoy himself. It's a lesson I started to figure out toward the end of my senior year, but I think I turned out all right in spite of it.

Yes, but you still have confidence issues and come off as needing a bit of reassurance. You've also got a bit of gender-reversal goin' on. I'd be happy to chat with ya outside of this thread... I'll put EIP (not a sexual invitation by any means!).

imprimere		2012-06-03 05:21:59 AM

Jim_Callahan: imprimere: You still have issues. I hope that you really do come to realize that you're ok in your own skin. Don't be so hard on yourself. Who really gives a fark what people think? If you feel that you are a decent person, who is not a detriment to society, then you're doing just fine. There is plenty of room for all types who aren't total fark-ups!

Eh, anyone who doesn't look back on their teenaged self and think something on the order of "man, I was a moron" or "what a smartass douchebag" either just never developed much self-awareness (not a big deal) or actually hasn't improved as a person since high school (equal parts sad and scary, given that most people were legitimately dipshiats in high school).

Basically, not liking his high-school self is more of a good sign than a "problem". It indicates a desire and ability to engage in self-improvement, which beats self-acceptance any day of the week. Civilization wasn't built by people that were cool with the way things are and loved everything about themselves, it was built by people that think in terms of "that's not optimal, we should change it".

Yeah Jim, I get that. Dig a tad deeper (reread the post) and you'll get what I mean. Also, if you don't look back on your "then self" and want to change A LOT, you were either pretty damn perfect or you really haven't evolved much.

Shadowknight		2012-06-03 05:22:40 AM

telaran: So I guess I was a somewhat popular nerd/unwilling stripper pole.

I hate you. Not because you're gay, but because you don't know how many guys would have killed to be in your position back then.

Well, I mean, except for that whole "maligned for your sexual orientation and the way you were born" thing. That would have kind of sucked. Oh, and the current movement to keep you from having rights and trying to legislate you out of existence. And having religious blowhards and backwards rednecks everywhere telling you that you're evil and going to hell for being who you are. That would all suck.

But that whole high school lap dance, stripper pole thing? Yeah, that would have been aces.

PsychoLaurie		2012-06-03 05:28:04 AM

Often bullied ultra tall fat chick with a weird family who really wanted to be a skinny PomPon Girl. Was selected Ms. Pumpkin for a Halloween dance along w fattest boy in school.

Became somewhat popular my senior year when I was named editor of the school paper, clawed the face of the quarterback in English class & kicked my cheating prom date's arse...

Shadowknight		2012-06-03 05:30:35 AM

imprimere: Yes, but you still have confidence issues and come off as needing a bit of reassurance. You've also got a bit of gender-reversal goin' on. I'd be happy to chat with ya outside of this thread... I'll put EIP (not a sexual invitation by any means!).

SURE it's not. I don't blame you, I'm a sexy man. Though you must be a chubby chaser or a bear lover.

Rawr.

Yeah, I still have the occasional bout of self confidence dips. But the "gender reversal" is really more of an economic reality. My wife is a Naval Officer, and at the time my entire ambition was to be a police officer and later a paramedic. Neither are exactly high paying jobs, while her's pays very well, and it's not as if she could quit if she wanted to. The Navy gets really grumpy about their officers walking out on them.

So, it made sense for me to be the stay-at-home parent. It's damn stressful in it's own right, and truth be told I think I can handle a full cardiac arrest code better some days. But, I'm happy, have a party nearly every weekend to attend, and even teach the youngin's at the hospital how to be EMTs. Which is interesting, when I see all these kids fresh out of high school and their 14 weeks of corps school, thinking that they know everything and that I have nothing to teach them.

Basically, I'm looking out over a large group of my high school self, staring me back in the face. It definitely puts things in a demented form of perspective.

mephisto6		2012-06-03 05:30:41 AM

Speaking of stupid fights...

I was never much of a fighter in high school. I mean, I'm like 5'10 and 160 at that time what am i gonnna do? I play guitar and surf.
But last day of school this farker (i really wanna say his name, but won't. I'll call him "Ronnie"), was prancing around and being an overall farkwit. He's a senior, and a boxer. I'm a junior.
So last day of school, my buddy has a boom box and i put in a David Bowie bootleg tape. The whole class is nodding, having a good time and Ronnie, out of freaking nowhere, says "That sounds like shiat." and before i even knew wahat i was saying i said "yeah well you look like shiat."
He went over to the guy next to me and asked him what I just said (yeah that was odd) and he said "Ask HIM". So he did and I stood up and put my hand on his chest. "Oh you do NOT want to touch me" (blah blah blah) teacher intervenes. Ronnie sits down.
My buddy looks at me and goes, "You know you gotta fight him now."
"Yeah. I guess." Turned up the Bowie...

Then after the bell we went to the hallway, Ronnie was talking about going outside and I handed my friend my shiat and turned around and sucker punched that farker as hard as I could. Rocked him. He dove into my stomach (so much for the "boxer") and took me down, and we were pulled apart by a couple bouncer sized PE dudes.
I was suspended for one day my senior year for instigating. Saw "Ronnie" at the Del Mar horse races and started vibrating (oh fark, here we go), but then he just walked away...

/damn csb

Quinsisdos		2012-06-03 05:32:36 AM

That kid with cancer

dopekitty74		2012-06-03 05:33:16 AM

Stoner/badgirl/nerd and former verbal punching bag. Hung out with the dorks in jr high, and with the stoners and speds in high school.

/speds is a portmanteau of special ed
//slow learners and dyslexics, not the bang the head on their wheelchair kinda speds...

Shadowknight		2012-06-03 05:36:55 AM

Quinsisdos: That kid with cancer

Wow, what a downer. But, since you're still here to post, I'm going to assume it had a happy ending.

dopekitty74		2012-06-03 05:36:59 AM

video man: Ceteris Paribus says: Shostie: Me, senior year '97

Fark me, I'm old.

My senior year of high school was in 08'.

FEEL OLDER.

That's just mean.... My senior yr SHOULD have been 92, but i quit a cpl times, then had a kid... Went to adult high school a few yrs later, went thru grades 11 and 12 in one year,.

Nome de Plume		2012-06-03 05:37:04 AM

One of 2000+ kids abandoned by their parents to be raised by overpaid day care workers with college degrees.

dopekitty74		2012-06-03 05:41:06 AM

Prophetica Insipia: Shostie: MissFeasance: It smells like old people in here

It really does.

Scatter a few handfuls of Geritol behind you as you walk out and they won't bother you.

Just spark a bowl.

They'll clear out.

grumpily.

Thus proving i am NOT old.

/rolls one to match and sparx it up

imprimere		2012-06-03 05:41:16 AM

Shadowknight: imprimere: Yes, but you still have confidence issues and come off as needing a bit of reassurance. You've also got a bit of gender-reversal goin' on. I'd be happy to chat with ya outside of this thread... I'll put EIP (not a sexual invitation by any means!).

SURE it's not. I don't blame you, I'm a sexy man. Though you must be a chubby chaser or a bear lover.

Rawr.

Yeah, I still have the occasional bout of self confidence dips. But the "gender reversal" is really more of an economic reality. My wife is a Naval Officer, and at the time my entire ambition was to be a police officer and later a paramedic. Neither are exactly high paying jobs, while her's pays very well, and it's not as if she could quit if she wanted to. The Navy gets really grumpy about their officers walking out on them.

So, it made sense for me to be the stay-at-home parent. It's damn stressful in it's own right, and truth be told I think I can handle a full cardiac arrest code better some days. But, I'm happy, have a party nearly every weekend to attend, and even teach the youngin's at the hospital how to be EMTs. Which is interesting, when I see all these kids fresh out of high school and their 14 weeks of corps school, thinking that they know everything and that I have nothing to teach them.

Basically, I'm looking out over a large group of my high school self, staring me back in the face. It definitely puts things in a demented form of perspective.

LOL... Not only the financial advantage, but the disciplinary one as well. Look, I'm not here to debase you as a man, but you definitely come off as not very confident. I could be wrong, and I'm in no position to judge, so have at it my good man.

BTW, to this day I am seriously struggling with wanting to have a non-nerd evolving-deck card game. Most adults love card games and I absolutely love a game that always changes (like Magic). None of us wants the stigma that comes with the traditional "trading card game", but man it makes it more fun. The closest I have seen to acceptable in this realm is Milles Bornes. I'd love to be on a design team for a game like this that breaks through the norm.

dopekitty74		2012-06-03 05:42:36 AM

I Have The Touch of a Shocked Monkey: MissFeasance: It smells like old people in here

Had I stayed the more traditional route, I would've been Class of 2013.

I think I alone erase the whole old people smell in here.

So what you're saying then is that you're underage...

/off my lawn, now....

Quinsisdos		2012-06-03 05:49:59 AM

Shadowknight: Quinsisdos: That kid with cancer

Wow, what a downer. But, since you're still here to post, I'm going to assume it had a happy ending.

The irony is that it only lasted four months (Discovered early), but as I was the quiet nerdy type in a really boring English private school, suddenly going down with Hodgkin's Lymphoma ended up defining my time at school to others, for whatever reason.

telaran		2012-06-03 05:50:32 AM

Shadowknight: telaran: So I guess I was a somewhat popular nerd/unwilling stripper pole.

I hate you. Not because you're gay, but because you don't know how many guys would have killed to be in your position back then.

Well, I mean, except for that whole "maligned for your sexual orientation and the way you were born" thing. That would have kind of sucked. Oh, and the current movement to keep you from having rights and trying to legislate you out of existence. And having religious blowhards and backwards rednecks everywhere telling you that you're evil and going to hell for being who you are. That would all suck.

But that whole high school lap dance, stripper pole thing? Yeah, that would have been aces.

I guess so. If there wasn't another gay guy around for her to hang on, it could have been some straight dude's fantasy fuel, his only potential regret being failing to invent a way to power cities with a series of crusty socks. However, it might also have been extremely frustrating.

At any rate, It was just annoying, somewhat embarrassing and gross for me, though I guess it helped me stay in the closet.

Shadowknight		2012-06-03 05:51:46 AM

imprimere: LOL... Not only the financial advantage, but the disciplinary one as well. Look, I'm not here to debase you as a man, but you definitely come off as not very confident. I could be wrong, and I'm in no position to judge, so have at it my good man.

I'm just self deprecating. It's a sense of humor I developed in high school and evolved since then. Nothing real behind it, but it tends to disarm people or make them underestimate me, depending on how I do it.

In any case, it's second nature at this point.

ElizaDoolittle		2012-06-03 06:15:26 AM

video man: Ceteris Paribus says: Shostie: Me, senior year '97

Fark me, I'm old.

My senior year of high school was in 08'.

FEEL OLDER.

Sweet Baby Jeebus. '08? For real?

I do indeed feel older.

Worse, I remember pulling this stuff when I was that age.

MayoSlather		2012-06-03 06:19:02 AM

Socially awkward, hopelessly average, shy, a do the bare minimum student, into sports but lacked the confidence to be good at what I was good at.

JediChris1138		2012-06-03 06:33:09 AM

Not even one BUSTY TEMPTRESS? I am disappointed in you, Fark.

JediChris1138		2012-06-03 06:34:22 AM

FYI, I was the Awesome Geek, who was in to books and movies, and then grew up to work on them! Endured criticism, persevered.

dopekitty74		2012-06-03 06:44:46 AM

urban.derelict: intelligent comment below: Man, out of all the good quality music in that era... Halen? wtf?

/irrevocably shaped my entire life

Ahhhh GNR. Me too man, me too. Also my hubby. He has the cross/skulls logo from appetite tattooed on his shin :) now THAT'S dedication...

html_007		2012-06-03 06:52:01 AM

mephisto6: html_007: I wasn't really much of anything. I hung out with most of the kids who wore really big jeans and didn't really care much about shiat. Got into alot of trouble at school on a regular basis. I ended up dropping out out and that was that. I sort of regret not being a better student, but I'm not going to dwell on it. Lucky for me I happend to be really good with computers so that is what I do now and probably will do until I die.

The main thing is that you do what you like. Sounds simplistic, but there's a lot to be said for smiling at the day. If you can roll out of bed and not dread the day, you've already won

Exactly. I'm a DBA / SharePoint admin and I love what I do. The most dreaded part of my day is driving to and from the office. Putting in 12 - 15 hours a day doesn't bother me a bit..

Wobble		2012-06-03 07:14:29 AM

Ceteris Paribus says: Shostie: Me, senior year '97

Fark me, I'm old.

Class of 88 here. You aint seen old yet.

wildlifer		2012-06-03 07:18:40 AM

Defensive lineman
Motörhead.
computer geek
Tormentor of freshmen
/all boys catholic school
//class of '95

DrPainMD		2012-06-03 07:26:34 AM

Tennozan: Did anyone else have a long string of friends who died during high school?

Only one in HS (drunk driving), but about half my HS friends were dead by the time I was 40. Mostly drunk driving, one murdered, one stroke, and one died of sleep apnea.

Jon iz teh kewl		2012-06-03 07:41:01 AM

i excelled in math class but I always got a B in science cause my teacher hated me (she was a woman but I refused to have sex with her)

Jon iz teh kewl		2012-06-03 07:44:45 AM

Jon iz teh kewl: i excelled in math class but I always got a B in science cause my teacher hated me (she was a woman but I refused to have sex with her)

actually i wanted to but i was kinda socially awkward (i was a nerd)

SockMonkeyHolocaust		2012-06-03 07:46:36 AM

Did a lot of community theater. Listened to punk rock but didn't hang out with the alt crew at school. Snuck into 21+ live music venues by showing up early and carrying gear. Worked in a book store. Played music and put out zines. All my friends were five to ten years older than me because I didn't like people my age. Went to six proms, though. Just did my own thing.

bonobo73		2012-06-03 07:51:28 AM

The5thElement: urban.derelict: The5thElement: full career in the military

you lose.

/"the dead know one thing: it is better to be alive"

Really? You're going that route? I was in the Navy. I have a check being deposited the first business day of every month for the rest of my life and I pay less for medical and dental each month than you do. Everyone I know that died was an accident or suicide. So if that's the best you can come up with, you have some work to do. I still win.

Interesting -- just heard in the news about a kid who's developed a revolutionary test for pancreatic cancer at age 15.

Now reading about how proud a Farker is of sucking off the teat of government subsidy at an earlier age than his peers.

I'm pretty sure I know which one I consider a "winner."

tafka		2012-06-03 07:58:36 AM

Art geek and general weirdo. Not much has changed. :P

StickyBunBandit		2012-06-03 08:00:43 AM

The quiet one, that you had to worry about.

silgryphon		2012-06-03 08:02:19 AM

Band Geek here. Not a very smart one at that. Did Join DCI one summer. Got picked on a little. Everyone pretty much knew who I was for some reason.

bulldg4life		2012-06-03 08:07:25 AM

I wasn't really much of anything. I think I successfully made myself an outcast to every group.

I was in all of the advanced classes, but I didn't hang out with any of the kids to fit in the geek group.

I was on the baseball team, but the jock thing was cancelled out by being on the golf team.

I was on the newspaper staff, but I became friends with the guys on the basketball team and didn't get along with any of the cutesy yearbook people.

I didn't date or have a GF for most of HS, but senior year I dated a cheerleader, the Jamaican news editor, and a shy girl from my advanced math classes.

I am fairly certain I was the sarcastic jerk that sat in class and looked bored most of the time, but still had better grades than anyone.

italie		2012-06-03 08:07:57 AM

What was I my senior year in high school? That's easy...Drunk.

Kriggerel		2012-06-03 08:18:40 AM

Wore a trench-coat a decade before Columbine, and years before it was "cool", and was mostly a music and poetry-writing loner.

sugarpop		2012-06-03 08:20:30 AM

Straight A stoner, B-cup temptress.

blacksho89		2012-06-03 08:24:46 AM

QueenBee: Band geek and thanks to it I got to go places and do a whole hell of a lot of things I never would have been able to otherwise.

-trip to france to play for the anniversary of D-Day
-played every Yankees home opener game for the 4 yrs of hs
-parades in DC and NYC
-walking all over the field at giant stadium for 4 yrs

dances, fundraisers, etc. It was just a good time. High school would have been stupidly boring without band. I feel sad for people who can't/don't/won't get involved with some club or sport while in school.

+1. Traveled the Western US. Would have dropped out if it hadn't been for band.

give me doughnuts		2012-06-03 08:26:45 AM

Nerd, jock, stoner, asshole?

High school was mostly weed, keggers, good grades, sex, and D&D. It was a blast.

Mandapants		2012-06-03 08:37:04 AM

Good at languages, on the path to being a major geek but was derailed by my older stoner sister coming back to town and providing a major distraction, ended up a sarcastic stoner myself with a much older boyfriend and a burning desire to be a housewife (Earth-mama variety).

tl;dr

Girl geek turned stoner slacker.

Jon iz teh kewl		2012-06-03 08:39:40 AM

give me doughnuts: Nerd, jock, stoner, asshole?

High school was mostly weed, keggers, good grades, sex, and D&D. It was a blast.

wait a minute SEX AND D&D. something doesn't smell right.

Magorn		2012-06-03 08:41:22 AM

Almost psychopathic loner who was socially aware enough to understand just how much of an outcast he really was. Bright but lazy, so was hated by the nerds and overachievers because I often scored as well as them but zero effort into it. I was most comfortable with the geeks and loners but refused to hang out with them too much for fear of being labelled "one of them" (I SO was). Lived to far away from school to join any of the activities that could have given me an identity (the football coach actually begged me to join the team and loved drama enough that I did most of their tech crew work unaccredited just to hang out with them-even though I could never do rehearsals). I was big and strong but fat so mercilessly picked on though I always thought I should have been too big to be a "safe" target for such treatment (and badly injured several of my tormentors when I snapped-but that made things worse, as trying to get me to "snap" became a sport among some of the in crowd)

I owe a lot of my adult mental stability to a sweet hippie girl (literally she was joining the Rainbow Families right after graduation), I met for the first time the last week of my senior year. We'd never had a single class together all 4 years but I'd taken all AP courses my last year and having taken those exams already i found myself with a week where I had to go to school (rules dontcha know) but had not a single class to attend. So when I wasn't reading, I wandered the school aimlessly and ran into her coming out of her last ceramics class.

Having nothing better to do we talked, and,at least for me, fell in love. She was the most free spirit I'd ever met, wild and beautiful and genuinely did not give a fark what other people thought about her or anything. I almost couldn't believe that such a incredible person could exist, much less give a damn about me. It was beyond reason that she'd be attracted to me. But she was, and her conversation and her kisses and her touch, in a short week healed all sorts of ragged holes I didn't even know I had in my psyche. She gave me a wink and then a hug at graduation, and then disappeared, and I never saw her again. 20 years later I can't even remember her name, but I will never forget what she did for me.

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