high school

I did like Kindergarten...anyone who let you use their black crayon cuz yours was broken was a friend...anyone who pushes you on the swing or helps you across the monkey bars was your best friend...

Why isn't life like that now?

"Most of what I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate school mountain, but there in the sandpile at Sunday school. These are the things I learned: Share everything. Play fair. Don't hit people. Put things back where you found them. Clean up your own mess. Don't take things that aren't yours. Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody. Wash your hands before you eat. Flush. Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you. Live a balanced life—learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some. Take a nap every afternoon. When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands and stick together. Be aware of wonder. Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation. Ecology and politics and equality and sane living. Take any one of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or your government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm. Think what a better world it would be if we all—the whole world—had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap. Or if all governments had as a basic policy to always put things back where they found them and to clean up their own mess. And it is true, no matter how old you are—when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together."

~ Robert Lee Fulghum ​

 

I didn't like high school. Mine was controlled by football jocks/bullies, and the bleach blond permed girls that followed them around.

The first 15 minutes of most classes consisted of the teacher talking to the athletes about their latest accomplishments, while the nerds waited for class to begin, the dreamers spaced out, and the guys with the Led Zepplin jean jackets in the back row waited to drop out.

If you were wondering..yes, the guy who wrote "Heathers" grew up 7 miles from me...some think he based it on our school, considering we had a bunch of suicides about 2 years before it came out. Our lunchroom was like that too, different cliques sat at different tables, and there were many of them...goths, skateboarders, metalheads, preps, athletes, nerds.....

There were a few good people there, they were just drowned out by the jocks /bullies, and the massive racial fighting that would sometimes happen.

 

Oooh, I love that book.

 

My high school is an environmental school I love it... We go on lots of hikes and do most of our learning outside... but hey, I know I got lucky! My lower classman days were in a school with 3000 kids... I hate that place, it was impossible to make friends because i couldnt even figure out where to start. so im mixed with my high school expierence... but I am looking foward for it to be over... 25 more days!!!

 

i loved high school untill my last year when i dumped my boyfriend and he told everyone we had sex and that i had so much hair he couldnt find it. im not a very hairy person and i only went to second base with him at which he came in his god damn pants. i told everyone we didnt have sex because he couldnt get it up-everyone already thought i was a hoe and believed him because his dad owned the mall so i figured what the hell why not embarass him.