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| Articles: The return to hell.. err.. highschool. |
Posted by
zoeaurora on Friday, August 24, 2001 - 08:46 AM PST
Thats right, point and laugh, I have to return for another year of bread and circuses. The only thing worse than the public school systems budget is their students. Granted I've made friends, I've somehow become the goth chick, despite my tendancies to wear rave style pants and babydoll shirts. They've struck me with the proverbial labeling gun.
I normally wouldn't be that mad. I can live with being called a goth. I love gothic music and clothing, so its not really taken as an insult. But when people start to call you satan and wave crosses in your face, people you have never even SPOKEN to in your life, it gets aggrivating. Granted it was freshman year, its still a bit extreme. And yet I've still done nothing to trigger this behavior. I usually just laugh and walk to class. I mean after all, it IS just highschool. But it kind of takes away from the whole mood of the day when you know youre the butt of peoples jokes.
But seriously, I'm so sick of highschool bullshit, how everyone is packaged into their own little groups and labeled, and you're pretty much stuck there for four years. And I feel somewhat left out of that whole cliche enviornment because, well, I don't HAVE a group. I'm one of those people who mill around and hang out with everyone, yet i still get a label slapped on my ass. And i don't even wear makeup! but then again, theres a high rate of drug usage in my quiet little town...
I know most of you reading this are probably out of high school, so you can relate. *sigh* two more years.. just two more.
okies, thats my rant.. and my first post. yeay me :D
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by VampCourt (Morbidchic@hotmail.com)
on Aug 24, 2001 - 08:56 AM
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I hear you! I remember when i was in highschool people used to label me "freak" or "satanist witch" or this one.. the worst of all.. i couldnt even deal with looking at myself in the mirror hearing this one "DYKE!" *snicker*
Dont let the "normal" people get you down. some of them.. wish they could be like you.. and anothers are just afraid because they cant comprehend it. Go do your thing.. ignore what people say and do and just enjoy your youth and who you are (coz your still learning) :)
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by ickgirl on Aug 24, 2001 - 08:57 AM
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You poor thing, high school was definitely interesting - You get called goth? I was called "GYPSY!" People I didn't know would get right in my face and say "you gypsy freak!" Makes no sense really. but then, the whole high school experience made little sense.
One day I walked out of my early morning American Literature class and some boy was sitting on the hallway floor and he shouted something at me, something to the effect of "stupid ugly gypsy bitch." Now, 99% of the time I gave people a pleasant smile when they insulted me, it confused their small minds and entertained mine, but this kid, I'd never even SEEN him before, how could he know I was a bitch? *grin* Mind you, in high school I was as tall as I am now (5'8) and I lifted weights and ran. This boy stood up, and he was about 5' tall, and for one brief moment, I thought of how wonderful it would feel to kick his scrawny little ass. Instead I bent over and growled in his face. He sat back down.
Ahhh high school. Just make it out alive dear, things will be fine.
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by Ironboots on Aug 24, 2001 - 09:05 AM
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I sympathize. Freshmen don't know how bad high school can be, sophomores are giving it another chance, and seniors are almost out. Us juniors must bear through school, knowing how much is sucks, but also knowing the end is so far away. I wish every day for graduation. It never comes. *sigh*
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by Devin (devin-at-vibechild-dot-com)
on Aug 24, 2001 - 09:56 AM
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Interesting timing on this story. I just started talking to a girl yesterday who I haven't talked to or thought about in 15 years. She was a freshman during my sophomore year in high school. We didn't really talk much back then (she was more shy than me even), but we were both always exiled to the "freaks" table at lunch.... She wasn't really a gothbabe, but should have been since she looked almost exactly like wednesday addams without even trying.
Anyway, we've been talking a bunch and telling stories about everything we know of that's happened since she left the school. It's interresting to see how well all the people at that freaks table are doing, and how all of the people that exiled us are now fat and brat infested housewifes and service workers. We were talking about how dorky and lame we were back then, and how much can completely change in 15 years, and I started thinking maybe that's the difference. The people in high school who are just into the high school scene just stay there. They never progress. Wheras the nerds... (me and wednesday were called nerds back then, not freaks)... nerds juse keep evolving.
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by Rogue (judenouveau@yahoo.com)
on Aug 24, 2001 - 11:30 AM
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High school is easily the least significant thing you will do in your life.
A guy from my school started emailing me the other day, quite some time (won't say how long) after graduation and he starts talking to me like he did when we were there. At that point i realised that i had forgotten almost everything about the whole time and that i would have been better off getting a GED after eighth grade and slacking until i was old enough to start college (16 in Ohio, back then, same as the age you could marry back then)(Hint: the drinking age was 19 but you could buy alcohol or smokes at age 12 if you had a 'note from a parent') and just giving the finger to the whole system.
Was just a regular guy in school, but a nerd when i opened my mouth or got in trouble in computer class for using system pokes (Apple IIe) to replace 6 lines of code when i wasn't taught system pokes...
Kept a low profile so i went to the cheerleader parties, the druggie parties, the football parties, etc. They don't (or didn't, back then) call it High School for nothing.
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by bettie_x (strangersangel@hotmail.com)
on Aug 24, 2001 - 11:59 AM
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Two words, babycakes. RUNNING START.
Saygoodbye to the fuckwads and GO TO COLLEGE! You get highschool AND college credits at the same time, the hs credits are actually DOUBLED per class, and you graduate EARLY, rarely EVER have to set step in highschool again ('cept for stupid stuff like checking in with the "counselors" and whatever). It's a little more expensive, granted, with books and lab stuff, etc....but cheaper that years and years of psyche reconstruction in psychotherapy.
I remember hearing everyone say "these are the best years of your life...Enjoy them!"
All I thought was "this is IT?!" Then continued to pray for a driveby to put me out of my misery.
I was rumored to have a VERY active life.....unbeknownst to me. I was having satanic lesbian orgies, doing all sorts of wonderful drugs, and impregnating my friends with my devil powers. WOW! I'm always the last to know....dammit.
Just get out while the getting is good.
and the wierd thing is....NOBODY BOTHERS YOU IN COLLEGE! It's a whole new world...plus you get a better education than that outdated crap you get fed in public education....just look for a community college in your area and talk to your class counselor about attending...even half and half. Don't make it out that the school sucks and you only want to go to save your sanity....make like you are genuinely interested in a rewarding experience with higher education.
Works like a charm.
Plus, the boys are cuter.
And the parties are funner.
And nobody throws rocks at your head.
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by chameleon on Aug 24, 2001 - 08:51 PM
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Note from an HS Sophomore:
Being called many things, the two that stick are satanist and druggie. I revel in these terms, loving every minute of stupid people's pointless chatter. I sometimes go to FCA (fellowship of christian athletes) to just spend time on something (I like to kill some brain cells once a month). People just ignore me there. Its a mutual relationship of sorts.
I'm sure the 'waving crosses' doesn't have as much of an effect on me as it does on you, 'cuz I haven't experienced that, but that seems pretty severe. I live in good ol' hicksburb, GA, so there still is a lot of flak flying around.
I've found a good group, that probably no one would want to mess with, and even though I don't really belong, there is always safety is in numbers.
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by Anonymous-Coward on Aug 24, 2001 - 10:26 PM
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I used to do that too, I hung around with everyone, but still got ostracized at lunchtime. It got so I wouldn't even eat lunch, I'd just get something from the vending machines in the hall, and hang out in the lobby... ( my first day at one high school in the middle of the year, I sat at a lunch table, and was greeted with "you fuckin' hood, if you sit here I'll put tartar sauce in your hair!!") I was labeled a "hood" don't know if they still use that term, but I found that the disenfranchised heavy metal stoners were the best friends I could have... they didn't make judgements... then I joined the theatre people and got officially labeled a "freak"... ignore the ones that don't matter, and make the best of a bad situation... it will be over soon...
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by Andree on Aug 24, 2001 - 10:35 PM
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For lack of a better, less Bill Clinton-ish cliche, I'll say this: I can feel your pain. I start school this Sunday and I'm not looking forward to it. There will be lots of empty Hellos, lots of insincere compliments, and lots of fake I-missed-you-toos. Mmm. Synthetic living, gotta love it.
At least my school is kind enough to leave the cliques nameless :)
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by BellaMorteGhoul on Aug 25, 2001 - 12:24 AM
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Well I start school in exactly *glances at calendar* 5 days, and I just recently moved to an ultra small town in Northern Wisconsin (The land of fishing, hunting, and middle aged single men clutching their porno mags for dear life). I'm going to be a freshman *hears all members gasp* and it's going to be horrible! Already I can tell that my stay here will be less than enjoyable, due to the snide remarks and overheard comments I've already experienced ("Bella Morte? Who are they? Some Satanic band?" and "She only dresses that way to call attention to herself"). I'm sure you're all dying to hear me add to the endless list of posts about the horrors of being a young 'freak' but I'll spare you. Just ignore everyone, stand up for yourself, and take LOTS and LOTS of Art and English classes *wink* - Angela
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Re: The return to hell.. err.. highschool.
by oohp (oohp@gotik.nu)
on Dec 26, 2001 - 04:26 AM
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The groups in highschool, we used to call them little churches. The schoolyard was full of little churches, hum yet highschool pretty much sucked, though I still got some friends left of it. Amazing how I got the weirdest friends all of the time, not necessarily goths but, well, people labelled as weird.
And now college. This is pretty much the same shit different day kind of thing, I still get labelled as weird, I still hear talks about me in the back, but well, keep smiling at them.
This other place I've gotten into was a paragliding club in which everybody kept fucking everyone else (bad jokes and all). Then a girl showed up, she was bi, oh yes a freak! Everybody's attention turned towards her, towards fucking her instead of fucking everyone else. We eventually got out of the damned club, both of us. And yes, she makes a very good friend, bi or otherwise.
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