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What Stereotype Were You Closest To In High School and How Did Life Turn Out?
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Anonymous
| Theater geek, totally awkward with boys, smart and relatively hard working. Totally tortured in elementary and middle school by a group of popular girls who made it their stated mission to make me leave our (private) school. Didn't. Spent most of my life trying to please my controlling father. Around 17 started to drink too much as a way of being comfortable socially, but fortunately that resolved with too many consequences. Graduated from UVA, realized I'll never please my Dad, got an ivy league masters, and am working in the White House (as staff, no one important). Have a great dh and two amazing kids. Still get self-conscious around a certain set of people, but people generally would never guess I was a nerd. |
Anonymous
| Senior Class President, good girl, high achieving, Phi Beta Kappa, law review editor. Have had some great career success but several disappointments as well. Have great kid...that is my biggest achievement. |
Anonymous
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With the 'popular' crowd until they sorted us by academic achievement in middle school. After that, a fairly popular mix of goth/grunge/outdoorsey in HS. Smart, all A's, top 10 in class. Overly strict parents and an overreaching desire to live up to their expectations. Colorguard, theatre, cheering, yearbook. Not into boys (lots of friends but nothing more), was straight edge until college. Had a wild freshman year (yay beer!) then got on track, joined a sorority, then started on a great career path, etc.
What made the most difference is having parents who accepted me for who I was. If I liked black nail polish, or dying my hair, or dark eyeliner, my parents would just accept that as fact, with no disapproval. If I listed to Alice in Chains full blast in my room when I was moody and sullen, they didn't change their expectations for my grades or responsibilities around the house. I was expected to be independent and a functioning member of the household. |
Anonymous
| I was the militant black chic with the crazy fro and the crazy eyes who hated white people. It didn't help that I was in the middle of Ohio in an almost completely white school district. Few people knew that I was actually the daughter of a successful small business owner, and enjoyed all the trappings of an upper middle-class existence. No one knew (including parents) that the hate the white people thing was all an act. Was just always fearful that I'd never be truly accepted. College was eye opening as I came into contact with others who truly hated white people. That wasn't me. Moved to NYC for grad school, and all became right with the world. Married (he's neither AA or white), am a social worker, and am trying to raise my kids in a world where they won't have to be anything but themselves. |
Anonymous
| I'm still smarter than everyone else! |
Anonymous
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Sometimes I'm glad that highschool sucked for me because my life keeps getting better. I was not un-popular. I was friends with everybody but not really good friends with anybody. We were poor. I worked a lot. ANd now, I'm a lobbyist! The most popular girls from my high school now teach at the same high school. I can't image such a life. I prefer drinking and nice dinners in a big city...and money and fabulous vacations and a nanny housekeeper. My life is so good.
Don't worry about that Goth girl OP. though perhaps suggest that she not get pregnant or a drug addiction. |
Anonymous
 Right on!
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Anonymous
How is this possible since I am smarter than you are? 
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Anonymous
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OP, my in-laws neighbors had a daughter who went through the same Goth stage, and i was always amazed at how calmly they just let her work through that, even when she shaved half of her head and dyed the other half green. Of course, who knows what went on behind closed doors, but outwardly they were perfectly OK with it. My mother would have either never let me walk out the front door or would have shaved the rest of my head to the skin and had me walk around bald.
It lasted about a year, and now it's about 6-7 years later, she's about to graduate college, living with mom and dad, and is the very image of dutiful, devoted daughter wearing cute clothes. I always told myself I hope I will be able to deal with that situation like they did when it arises. |
Anonymous
| I was the journalism nerd. I practically ran the school paper singlehandedly. I interned at the old Washington Star. Then I went to Columbia and majored in journalism. Afterwards, I lived a nomadic existence globe trotting around the world (including some places I never told my mother about for fear that she'd suffer a heart attack) in search of the next big story, adventure, and the perfect martini. I hit 40, and apart from a dozen photo albums, an armful of writing/reporting awards, and a closet full of masks and other native garb, I asked myself, is this really all there is. It wasn't. Several years ago, I adopted the most beautiful daughter you can imagine. I write, now, mainly at night. During the day, I simply dote over my daughter, and every once in awhile, write on DCUM! |
Anonymous
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Then: I was a nerdy smart kid. Studied hard, straight As. Had some good friends and was well-liked. Did a couple of extracurricular activities too. By choice didn't have a boyfriend in HS although lots of boys asked me. Pretty and confident. Never got in trouble.
Now: married to a smart guy. Both of us went to Ivy League schools. Both of us have interesting careers with 6 figure salaries. I'm now more stylish than the girls from high school who used to make fun of my nerdiness. 2 kids. DH are doing well financially all with our own money, kids in private schools. We travel a lot with our kids including trips to Europe and Asia. Life is good. |
Anonymous
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Then: Asian nerd.
Now: Dragon lady. |
Anonymous
What's a dragon lady? |