[Kitty]

A friend was asking me if I missed our High School days? I immediately said "no" but I got to thinking about it. With the exception of school I enjoyed those days immensely.

I didn't enjoy high school....mainly because I wasn't one of the "popular" kids. I was more involved with my church youth group than I was with the ones going to football games and just "hanging out". Plus.....I didn't smoke or do drugs so that was another thing that made me less than popular.

I did have my own group of friends at school that I associated with but during the 70's - when I was in HS - drugs and smoking were so popular and unless you did that sort of thing you were considered a nerd.

What about everyone else? Did ya'll enjoy high school? Or maybe just part of it?

[legzzalot]

GAWD NO!! Believe it or not I was one of those super shy kids back then. Hard to believe, I know. I didn't really fit into any of the little groups, but I was somehow friends with at least a few people of each little group.

I will say there was one thing I enjoyed about high school. And she and I are still friends today, more like what I would imagine sisters to be.

Aside from that, I still have a few friends from high school that I still talk to, a lot I still FB, but really only one person that I know I can count on for anything.

I don't miss high school, I do miss 2 of my teachers though.

[Jodylee]

Honestly, Kelly, I can't really say for sure. My grades were good but I spent most of it in a pot induced fog . I must have been unhappy because I wouldn't have felt the need to numb myself with drugs for years. I DON'T do this now, just so ya know .

[Blessings2You]

Good question, and a long time ago! I guess I enjoyed my high school years as much as any teenager enjoys anything. I wasn't in with the "fast" crowd OR the "popular" crowd. I liked some classes, hated others. Had a few good friends; wasn't bullied or shunned, though I never felt I really fit in anywhere. I had plenty of angst.

When I hear one of the oldies from the sixties, especially the early sixties, I think "Wow, that really takes me back!" But...I don't really want to GO back. There were good times, and painful times.

[Erin524]

oh hell no. I did not enjoy high school. (actually attended 2 high schools. Both were nasty)

The first high school I went to was an all-girl Catholic school. It was probably not quite as bad as the public school I transferred to for my senior "year", but the girls there were sadistic and I was harassed constantly by a small group of them.

When I transferred to the public school for my senior "year" (which actually took 2 yrs because the public school didnt tell me till a month before graduation the 15 religion credits I had from my old school didnt transfer ) the kids at the public school were so much worse. I swear, I had the entire school after me.

I was sexually harassed/attacked by one student, (an attempt to touch me inappropriately) and turned him in. That's when the other students started to hit me constantly on the back of the head. I'd experienced something similar at a grade school several years before. At least the high schoolers werent knocking me out on my desk by hitting me in the head with books. High schoolers used their open hands. It was just really annoying.

I had to have another student drive me home from school every day the 2nd yr of my senior "year" because the harassment was so bad the school was afraid the other kids would hurt me once I left the school grounds. Before I started getting the rides home, the kids would follow me. My aunt lived halfway between my house and the school, and sometimes I'd stop at her house on my way home.

The kids that followed me ended up thinking it was my house, and they started harassing my aunt. (we never realized what was going on with that for years afterwards) They were stealing stuff out of her yard and smashing her mailbox. They started calling it the "Burke House" (name of my high school) and a tradition was born. My cousin met a girl a couple of years ago who, when she found out where my cousin used to live, said "oh, you lived in the Burke House", and explained that she and her brother used to vandalize and steal stuff from the house and that they stole my aunt's cement elephants and one of her angels. (she realized at that point what she was saying to my cousin and shut up. That girl has no idea the stress she and the other kids caused. Cousin told her what kind of stress and hurt that caused, and the girl was unapologetic.)

When I heard that story, I figured out that it had to have started when I was in high school. The kids from my years at that school must have taught their younger siblings to harass my aunt, and as the years went on, they forgot how/why their little tradition started. My aunt, and me and my parents all moved out of that neighborhood about nine years ago. My aunt moved partly because of all the crap that was going on with her stuff getting vandalized or stolen. She still talks to a couple of her old neighbors, and they said the destruction and theft is still going on.

I've gotten mail from the high school I graduated from, asking for my information so they can include me in their alumni stuff, and invite me to my high school reunions. I want NOTHING to do with those sadistic little <swear words>. Pretty sure I have PTSD from the constant harassment I was under then. The guy who basically tried to sexually assault me is on the sex offenders list now. I've seen a couple of the other kids names in the news over the years for being violent offenders or thieves. They got their "training" in my high school.

I was picked on for pretty much my entire school life. About the only time that I enjoyed school was kindergarten.

[tkrik]

I liked high school. I'm not sure if I would want to go back though. I could do without all the drama and such but certainly would enjoy those carefree days again.

I was lucky to be well liked by all kids. I had friends in all groups and was a very social high schooler. So much so that I could care less about my grades and just wanted to go do stuff with my friends. I was a runner so was on the cross country team and track. I hung out with all groups from the popular to the nerds. I was a regular Miss Congeniality. I did smoke or do drugs either Kelly, but was accepted regardless. People knew that I didn't do that sort of thing and that was that.

[doydie]

I guess one of the reasons I enjoy the Waltons as much as I do is because the show reminded myself of our family. There 5 kids, Dad a Southern Baptist preacher. We didn't have all we wanted, just everything we needed and really at the time I didn't even realize I wanted it. I had a very small group of friends, was left alone by anybody else, made decent grades. I enjoyed music in High School. We went to the ball games, it was pure enjoyment to go to the away games and sit in the back of the bus because the bus driver loved to drive the bus so that we bounced out of our seats. I had parents and a whole lot of other people from church that loved me and I felt protected. If there was drugs and alcohol in school I didn't realize it. I was like an ostrich with my head in a wonderful protected sand beach. High school got me to college where I got my first glance of what life was really about.

[SallyC]

Even though I was one of the Popular girls, I went to an all girls HS, so it didn't count and I didn't date much..

I liked parts of it and hated the rest...ughhh!!!

[Kitt]

No I did not enjoy high school at all.

[Aarcyn]

the older I get, the fonder the memories of my life, especially before MS robbed me of a lot of my physical capabilities.

I was not popular, did not have a date to the prom.

As ever, I was outspoken. The humanities teacher could not resist a good religious debate and I could easily be encouraged to speak which meant I was a target for a certain born again christian to get angry and gather all those in her church to dislike me intensely (as teens will do.)

Most of the angst has fallen away to memories that can be explored from an adult perspective. I remember dancing for hours in my brother's old room in front of a mirror. Hoping to be asked to dance at a gym dance. Janna ALWAYS got at least one more dance than me!

Lots of memories, some difficult. None hurt anymore. I choose to nurse the good.