Your favorite high school experience

[chuckooo]

What's yours?

[ALady]

Uh, graduating?

[ycartrob]

Uh, graduating?

ditto

[aMillionDreams]

I have so many it's difficult to say.  Many of them I would not post here.  Most of the crazy stupid stuff that people get into in college I got out of the way in high school.  I failed every class but one senior year despite the fact that I was in Advance Placement classes and would go on to test out of 18 hours of college credit at the end of the year.  I came so close to being arrested it wasn't funny.  I got pulled over by the same cop 6 times and he never once gave me a ticket, never once arrested me (small town life).

I almost got expelled for challenging the administration at every turn and spreading "propaganda".  One time we had a meeting with my principal, two vice principals, the counselor, and my mom.  I wore a homemade shirt to the meeting that said "F-ck this school" without the dash.  I received a week of in-school suspension which I discovered I loved because it because I could do my work on my own time and then read the shit I was into.  Also it was easier to get away with being "altered" there and you didn't have to deal with anybody.

Yeah, I was bad news in High school. I'm just glad I survived alive and without anything on my permanent record. Oh yeah, and I'm glad I didn't listen to my mom and got out of that shithole town and into a good college.

[BH]

I have so many it's difficult to say.  Many of them I would not post here.  Most of the crazy stupid stuff that people get into in college I got out of the way in high school.  I failed every class but one senior year despite the fact that I was in Advance Placement classes and would go on to test out of 18 hours of college credit at the end of the year.  I came so close to being arrested it wasn't funny.  I got pulled over by the same cop 6 times and he never once gave me a ticket, never once arrested me (small town life).

I almost got expelled for challenging the administration at every turn and spreading "propaganda".  One time we had a meeting with my principal, two vice principals, the counselor, and my mom.  I wore a homemade shirt to the meeting that said "F-ck this school" without the dash.  I received a week of in-school suspension which I discovered I loved because it because I could do my work on my own time and then read the shit I was into.  Also it was easier to get away with being "altered" there and you didn't have to deal with anybody.

Yeah, I was bad news in High school. I'm just glad I survived alive and without anything on my permanent record. Oh yeah, and I'm glad I didn't listen to my mom and got out of that shithole town and into a good college.

I read that and half way thru AC/DC's "Problem Child" popped into my head.

[xmascriminal]

Uh, graduating?

ditto

When I graduated, my superindendant made a long, rambling speech about how we didn't have to be afraid of China. It was pretty hillarious, in that it came completely out of nowhere, but absurdly boring at the same time. I was REALLY glad when I got to throw my hat and get the hell out of there.

[weeniebeenie]

Favourite High School experience..............................

Oh right, I didn't have any.
Taking sick days was much more fun.

[Penny Lane]

crying halfway thru my speech at graduation (Pennylane=big nerd and big crybaby) luckily my friend flipped me off to make me laugh-which snapped me out of it and i was able to finish.

[getinthevan]

I was in a band that was my life.  Everything I did and everyone I hung out with was based around being in that band.  Friday nights everyone hung out at Tony's house.  It was the place to be and we were the house band.  You were always there on Fridays because if you weren't, you felt like you were missing something and you knew you would hear about something crazy on Monday at school.  We even made a movie about Tony's house.  Everyone thought that we had to be doing drugs all the time.  Nope, we just enjoyed being stupid.  I really miss those days...

Battle of the Bands, 10th-12th grade.  10th grade, we unexpectedly won.  It remains one of my fondest, and most vivid memories of my teenage years.  11th grade, we released a fairly terrible EP, sold every copy we had at the door, got a great crowd reaction, and won again.  12th grade, new singer, we didn't win but people were singing along loudly and that was crazy.  

Marching Band.  From July until November, band was life.  Sure I got tired of swinging a sousaphone around, but it was still fun.  The homecoming pep rally was always a huge rush.  We would do the pre-game run on into the gym and it always sounded so HUGE, it gave me chills every time.  Not to mention we marching at the Silverdome during the last football game officially played there (High School State Finals, 2004) and we marched in the 2002 Stanley Cup parade and 2003 Thanksgiving Day parade in Detroit and went to Hawaii in 2004.  Band took me a lot of places and I got to go with some of my best friends.  


Damn, I'm getting all nostalgic just thinking about this.   :-/

[mjkoehler]

uhhhh not many. It just was a confusing, painful, heart breaking time involving too much drinking, no luck with the ladies, and watching my dad die. I was even a jock and a serious party hound and high school still sucked.

Besides the graduation party that my coworkers threw for me where I proceeded to pass out and not wake up for 3 days, one of my fondest memories was tackling a guy so hard in a football game that his knee ruptured and he barfed on me. It was a clean hit. Maybe that's why my knees are fucked up, apparently I'm karmas bitch right now.

[Penny Lane]

uhhhh not many. It just was a confusing, painful, heart breaking time involving too much drinking, no luck with the ladies, and watching my dad die. I was even a jock and a serious party hound and high school still sucked.

Besides the graduation party that my coworkers threw for me where I proceeded to pass out and not wake up for 3 days, one of my fondest memories was tackling a guy so hard in a football game that his knee ruptured and he barfed on me. It was a clean hit. Maybe that's why my knees are fucked up, apparently I'm karmas bitch right now.

you should write a screenplay for that

[mjkoehler]

uhhhh not many. It just was a confusing, painful, heart breaking time involving too much drinking, no luck with the ladies, and watching my dad die. I was even a jock and a serious party hound and high school still sucked.

Besides the graduation party that my coworkers threw for me where I proceeded to pass out and not wake up for 3 days, one of my fondest memories was tackling a guy so hard in a football game that his knee ruptured and he barfed on me. It was a clean hit. Maybe that's why my knees are fucked up, apparently I'm karmas bitch right now.

you should write a screenplay for that

I just re-read it. Damn, it sounds like a John Hughs film.

[kydiddle]

uhhhh not many. It just was a confusing, painful, heart breaking time involving too much drinking, no luck with the ladies, and watching my dad die. I was even a jock and a serious party hound and high school still sucked.

Besides the graduation party that my coworkers threw for me where I proceeded to pass out and not wake up for 3 days, one of my fondest memories was tackling a guy so hard in a football game that his knee ruptured and he barfed on me. It was a clean hit. Maybe that's why my knees are fucked up, apparently I'm karmas bitch right now.

you should write a screenplay for that

I just re-read it. Damn, it sounds like a John Hughs film.

Yeah. All you need is Molly Ringwald.

Has she made an appearance on the redhead appreciation thread??

[mjkoehler]

uhhhh not many. It just was a confusing, painful, heart breaking time involving too much drinking, no luck with the ladies, and watching my dad die. I was even a jock and a serious party hound and high school still sucked.

Besides the graduation party that my coworkers threw for me where I proceeded to pass out and not wake up for 3 days, one of my fondest memories was tackling a guy so hard in a football game that his knee ruptured and he barfed on me. It was a clean hit. Maybe that's why my knees are fucked up, apparently I'm karmas bitch right now.

you should write a screenplay for that

I just re-read it. Damn, it sounds like a John Hughs film.

Yeah. All you need is Molly Ringwald.

Has she made an appearance on the redhead appreciation thread??

Yes she has.

[kydiddle]

My senior year we had a lot of bomb threats. This was post Columbine and no one quite knew how to react. The first time it happened the administration panicked. We were shuffled outside to stand in the freezing weather and were told that buses were coming to pick us up and take us to another location. Miraculously, I had my car keys in my pocket. No one else had bags or purses and so I loaded up my car and my friends and I went out to eat and then to the mall. This happened on a Friday and we weren't allowed back in school to get our stuff until Monday. I remember remaining surprisingly nonchalant through the whole ordeal.

These threats happened several more times and were increasingly more organized as they kept us confined to the gymnasium. We found out that this skinny, quiet blonde haired kid a grade below me made the threats. He wanted his parents to think the school was unsafe and take him out because he was being picked on by the girls in his grade. I remember this broke my heart and affected me more than anything else from that experience. I also remember the girls who did it, too because I saw it happening in my Geometry class the year before. For being low-key, out of trouble and out of the spotlight and managing to be friends/on good terms with everyone in my class, I never wanted to kick the shit out of someone in my life like I did those stupid bitches.

It's not my favorite, but I remember that the most.

In all sincerity my favorite memory was a Junior year art class trip to NYC. A group of us snuck out of the museum and took cabs downtown about 50 blocks. We shopped, ate and meandered our way back to the Met Museum, weaving into Central Park and back onto the street. The day was bright and beautiful and care free. I have a picture of my friends lined up on the sidewalk from that day and it's so strange how if I look at it now I can immediately go to that place and time again.

And someone told on us because after that trip the art teacher stopped going to NYC.

Ahem.

[capt. scotty]

Wow, well, I enjoyed high school as much as I could, but in retrospect, I wish I had more fun instead of worrying about getting into college and shit.

In my group of stoner friends, I was the guy in honors classes. As my friends like to say "he's the smartest dumb fuck youll ever meet"  ;D ;D

I dont think, especially during school, I could pinpoint an experience. There were a good amount of weekends though. Im not much of a picture person, but maybe I could find 1 or 2 sometime soon.

College, heh, another story

[ManNamedTruth]

I hated high school.   >:(

[Grateful Chabo]

i have to say the only thing I can look back on and enjoy about my high school life was baseball(my life until my numerous shoulder surgeries), getting high, and getting laid for the first time...what sweet innocent bliss

[Penny Lane]

Wow, well, I enjoyed high school as much as I could, but in retrospect, I wish I had more fun instead of worrying about getting into college and shit.

In my group of stoner friends, I was the guy in honors classes. As my friends like to say "he's the smartest dumb fuck youll ever meet"  ;D ;D

I dont think, especially during school, I could pinpoint an experience. There were a good amount of weekends though. Im not much of a picture person, but maybe I could find 1 or 2 sometime soon.

College, heh, another story

you sound like Pink from Dazed and Confused

[Kenny76]

Except when I with my close group of friends (mostly AP/Honours geeks, nerds and maybe a few dorks), I was painfully shy in high school.  Didn't speak out at all during class (got shot down too often by a teacher in 2nd grade perhaps?) and unless i was around friends I've grown to trust, I became an extremely reserved version of myself.  Got ridiculously shy around girls that I liked.  Anyway... cut to the beginning of senior year... this is 1993... I had spent much of the summer making movies with my friends using an 8mm camcorder I was spoiled enough to receive for my birthday in May.  So my 11th and 12th grade English teacher (who was an awesome lady, one of the best teachers out there) assigned us a project which was to write a parody of a soliloquy from MacBeth, and speak it before class... or make a video and show that before class. Naturally I opted to make the video.  And because she said kids from earlier classes had made some very funny videos and you can add extra scenes if you want,  the challenge was on!    So I got together with some friends and we wrote up a script that was basically a parody of slasher flicks with MacBeth-inspired elements, mixed in some absurdist Python-esque humor, and we called it MacDeath.  We showed the video before the class (AP English) and it was a hit!  My teacher showed it to her other classes and it got passed around to history teachers who showed it to their classes.  Suddenly people who never talked to me before we're telling me they liked the movie.  But most importantly, the girl who I had a crush on since 9th grade, who I was always too shy to ask out (when she didn't have a boyfriend) well, she wanted to be in my next movie!   She started talking to me more in class and even made jello at home and brought it in for me.  so yeah, suddenly life changed!  And so we made the movie, the only female role was Lady MacDeath, which basically made her my wife in the movie... and we made another movie together which was a parody of soap operas based on the mother-who-kills-her-own-babies drama of the Greek play Medea, and we called it All My Children Are Dead.   and she was my baby-killing wife in that one.    so yeah, it was a lot of fun.

so making this movie allowed me to show my personality to "the outside world" and it turns out much more of the outside world accepted me than I had thought.   big confidence building moment there.  yay.  i mean, the girl ended up going to the prom with the german exchange student (after making me wait three days on her decision)... but the story can't have too happy of an ending, can it?!