How popular were U in H.S.?

[giftart]

I am so popular that people knew who I was and I dont know them at all! Haha!

But the friendly kinda guy. Not popular because of bullying.

 

[tipmyscales86]

Not at all, I enjoyed flying under the radar.

 

[strangepoetry]

I was moderately popular. I had my friends, i had my enemies, some teachers loved me, some didn't.
Due to the way that my highschool worked, it wasn't easy to form large cliques, the school was seperated into 4 'houses' named after english cathedrals, and each 'house' had 4 tutor groups. The students in each year group are split as equally as possible into all tutor groups, so you would start the day off in a homeroom made up of different aged pupils from 12-16.
When you went to a lesson, it would be made up from any pupils (same age) who were in your 'house' or 'neighbouring house', but NEVER those from the other two houses.
If you had a friend from secondary school who was placed in one of the two 'other' houses, you'd only see your mate during breaks or the Games lesson which involved everyone from your year, and you'd play football or rugby or cricket, or rounders during summer when the girls games class would integrate to play a 'unisex' sport with the boys lol.
Each subject was made up of different pupils, so your science buddy would be different to your math buddy etc etc. Everyone had to get to know everyone in some capacity that way. It gave respite to anyone who might have been bullied, not to have to spend all day every day being stuck with a tormentor.
I only had trouble in Home Economics (didn't last long tho, i made up a mocking rhyme involving his surname and sang it in class one day, i recieved a round of applause from my classmates and trouble withered with that kid from then on) and Craft, Design and Technology was the other of my troubled lessons, i got harassed by a lad who sat behind me, he it me with a block of wood one day, i looked around at him then looked away, ignored him, and he found me no fun i guess, he stopped giving me grief.
The best class i had was English. It was the most seperated class of all. The room had three rows of tables. The alpha males and females sat together next to the windows, the remaining females sat in the middle, at the front of the class so the back two tables of that row were empty. Me and all the other 'greebs' as the alpha side called us, sat on the far side.
One day, the teacher put on a video of romeo and juliet which we were studying. The alpha girls decided to sit at the spare tables in the middle. As they walked across from their usual seats, they started having a bitch at those on the greebs side (they were alpha females, but right bitches). Anyway, the leader of this pack made a comment, something about disliking the whole lot of us, but then, to my amazement, she turned to me and said "except you, your alright". Her friends then made affirming comments to agree. I felt quite chuffed. It wasn't too long after that, that some of the alpha males started to talk to me, normally they just ignored me and i them.
It was quite an achievement for someone who sat in the choir and suffered from acne.
One of theses males came upto me during a phys ed class, he went, "woah, look at your hairy armpits", everyone else started looking and then this led to a universal showing off where everyone was proudly showing how far they had progressed in adolescence. I was one of the first to get hairy pits lol.

High school had its ups and downs, overall it was fine, i marked down a 1 on the poll, bullying wasn't an issue for me in highschool, i had that pleasure in the secondary school when i was 8, 9, 10 and 11yr old, now that was hell.

I found that fascinating. The differences between British and American culture are sometimes so vast and interesting. I would love to experience British schooling.

Obviously, they're doing something right. You can actually exit the American school system dumber than when you entered. And a helluva lot more damaged.

/imo

lol I was the fat, possibly gay, mixed kid in high school. People weren't necessarily rushing to be my friend.

You know the movie Mean Girls, how Lindsay Lohan's character had to eat her lunch in the bathroom stall b/c no one wanted to sit with her at the lunch table? That was actually me in high school.

High school was absolute hell for me. I dreaded going to school every day. Some mornings I would wake up and wish I would just die so I could avoid being picked on and teased all day.

I still have nightmares about it. High school was literally the worst three and a half years of my life. I hated every moment of it and it hated me back all the same.

Awww, :greatbigCareBearhug:
I'd have lunch with you everyday, MoeMoe.

I was a clown

Lucky me, I had 2 years experience for being a highschooler in America. 16 years from my native country---> BOOM! America!----> culture shock

Well, not really. Highschool in US wasn't complicated in fact it was a fun experience for me.
I was still attending my ESL class back then but I didn't experience discrimination at all, everybody were so friendly. Funny because when I start hit online, geez..that's where the trash comes from. I had this innocent face whenever I go..everyone thought I was a sterille-looney-asian boy but BOY, do they know that I'am not that innocent?

The cool thing being a foreign student that I can be "bizzare" as possible and nobody took me seriously.

I can say "I LOVE MEN" to a table full of jocks and everybody just laugh lol
I asked a guy to a prom with me and we ended up playing run and chase..and a little bit rough and tumble play lol

My mexican friend: Noe Ventura knows that I'am gay and he matched me with one of the most INSECURE bisexual guy ever..and we happened to be clash.
Noe wondered why I didn't kissed him in the end, well because we weren't match duh! But I admire that he even bother to find me a date lol

Every guy in my ESL class think I have gay virus/ gay cooties..they all runaway from me like sort of slap stick comedy lol..but no hurting, idk, everybody just friendly, maybe because I acted like a predator and they choose to be victims.

Some of guys in my esl class spread rumor to my American friends that I'am gay.
And when my American friend confronted me..
"Joe, I heard that you're gay is that true?"

I answered "What is gay?"

and problem solved

That shit is hardcore funny.

I had a large following...

Hilarious!

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As for myself: I would say Moderately. I desperately WANTED to be voted Most Popular because my sister had been. I ended up Most Talented.

 

[todwod]

My school was VERY diverse. We had 3 groups of kids: Native, hispanic, and white. No one group owned the school and all the nationalities got along very well. Although I was Native, I mostly hung around with the whites. I wasn't at the top of the popularity hierarchy but I was a smidge right below. I was bullied in my Freshmen and sophomore years, but once I made the effort, joined cross country and dressed nice and thus became popular, the bullies backed off. All it took was wearing the "right" clothes: A&F, AE, and Lucky Brand.

I hope high school is not as shallow as I remember it.

 

[Joshua_me]

Oh, God....

It was kind of a mixed bag.

Ninth and tenth grades were awful.... I was just this awkward gay kid that wasn't good at sports and did not lust after all "the chicks" (although I tried to pretend to - but that never really worked....)

Then, around 11th grade I came into my own. I started hanging around other gay guys, and girls that liked gay guys (I refuse to use the term "fag hags") and suddenly things got a LOT better. I was being mySELF, I wasn't "hiding my light under a bushel")

Sure, I lost some friends, but I gained some REAL ones, and that was all that mattered.

By the end of 12th grade, I had a circle of friends I was proud of... Because I loved them and they loved me for who I REALLY was...

No matter what your age, coming out of that dark and scary place that is "the closet" is the absolute best thing you can do for yourself.

Believe it.

 

[FuryOfFirestorm]

Oh, God....

It was kind of a mixed bag.

Ninth and tenth grades were awful.... I was just this awkward gay kid that wasn't good at sports and did not lust after all "the chicks" (although I tried to pretend to - but that never really worked....)

Then, around 11th grade I came into my own. I started hanging around other gay guys, and girls that liked gay guys (I refuse to use the term "fag hags") and suddenly things got a LOT better. I was being mySELF, I wasn't "hiding my light under a bushel")

Sure, I lost some friends, but I gained some REAL ones, and that was all that mattered.

By the end of 12th grade, I had a circle of friends I was proud of... Because I loved them and they loved me for who I REALLY was...

No matter what your age, coming out of that dark and scary place that is "the closet" is the absolute best thing you can do for yourself.

Believe it.

Great story. I'm glad you were happy while out in HS, which is rare. (BTW- Cute photos)

 

[kevbo]

I was pretty popular in high school. People I have no reason to remember from high school always remember me when I run into them in public. Even people from different grades.