Anonymous wrote:Shy. Sort of friendly with everyone, but I was typically in the fringes.

^^^ This.

Today, I'm the one people respect and come to for advice, but don't invite to parties or happy hours.

Anonymous wrote:Female, I had something between a hippie and punk rock style ( and I still listen to my old mix CDs). I drank, did drugs and smoked pot with my friends on the weekends. Barely passed high school and somehow made it out of college with a business degree. I wasn't picked on and didn't pick on anyone else - I really got along with basically everyone I crossed paths with. Still do for the most part. Now I am really into fashion and my husband is a clean cut guy that makes good money. I have no regrets from high school, being a colorful kid has made me a colorful adult.

+1 on everything except barely passing. I was a B student, but otherwise just like this.

B+ average outcast who took the hardest classes and worked hard for that B+. I was ruthlessly picked on in middle school. We moved when I was in 10th grade and my goal at the new school was to be invisible so that I wouldn't be picked on. I went to college and then earned an MBA. I still feel pretty invisible outside of my family. I married a geek. Financially, we are doing well low 200k's but probably won't get much higher on the corporate ladder due to self confidence issues. I have been an outcast in my adult life too so I still really struggle to make friends/ must rub people the wrong way.

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Anonymous wrote:I was into the punk scene. Bought most of my clothes in thrift shops (we were really poor, so I had to) and supplemented with t-shirts I bought at shows. Dyed my hair weird colors. I took mostly AP and honors classes, had maybe a B+ average. I was also kind of a loner and definitely was not popular. Had very few real friends. I did edgy things on purpose to see what kind of reaction I could get. Looking back I know I was depressed, but I grew up in a dysfunctional and unhealthy home, so survival in and of itself was hard. I was miserable.

Today, I live in beautiful home in a family friendly neighborhood, am very successful at a job filled with Type A personalities, and make a lot of money. I have a successful spouse and well dressed children. I wear suits every day, sometimes even with pearls. But I am still introverted and shy, still socially anxious, and still battle with my moods. Over the years I have learned how to fake it really well so I don't think many people realize the extent of my issues. I still only have a few friends.

I sort of grew up to be my own worst nightmare. I don't really know what to make of that.

You are me to a tee.

Really? Wow. Well, that means there is someone out there who "gets" me! I like that!

Female, I had something between a hippie and punk rock style ( and I still listen to my old mix CDs). I drank, did drugs and smoked pot with my friends on the weekends. Barely passed high school and somehow made it out of college with a business degree. I wasn't picked on and didn't pick on anyone else - I really got along with basically everyone I crossed paths with. Still do for the most part. Now I am really into fashion and my husband is a clean cut guy that makes good money. I have no regrets from high school, being a colorful kid has made me a colorful adult.

Shy. Sort of friendly with everyone, but I was typically in the fringes. Looking back, I sometimes that if I had more confidence/made more of an effort to join in...then I may have been more included. I loved my after-school job, which was also very social with teens, and I loved taking dance classes. School never came easily for me. The moment I went to college (Syracuse University, considered a "party school") I joined a sorority, and was out at the bars, making friends very easily. I guess I was sort of a late bloomer. I also think I needed a fresh start, and college was just the opportunity I needed at the right time. I am now successful at my career, beat to my "own drum," and have very few friends but I am ok with that. I am not overly social and have all the friends I need. My life is better than I had ever expected it would be. Things fell into place in almost "prophetic" way =)

I was the best.

Sorry, only meant to quote the first poster above.

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Anonymous wrote:Why do you care about high school crap still??

Ok, in high school I had no patience for this kind to stuff and I guess I don't now either ...

same. I always find the posts about how people look up their bullies on FB and hope they have a bad life, etc. I was horribly bullied in 7th and 8th grade and I haven't thought about those people in years (except on threads like this) but I don't even remember the names of the 3 girls who were mean to me. Well, I remember the first name of one. It just seems so weird/sad to me that people can't move past what they experienced years ago.

Says the mean girl and/or bully. Yes, we remember you.

Very shy, reserved, a little bit nerdy, and a big-time perfectionist. Mostly an A student in AP/Honors classes. Not coordinated or athletic in the slightest. We were one of the "poorer" families in our school district. My mom wasn't into fashion and got a lot of my clothes at garage sales. I remember being picked on a lot for what I wore (or didn't wear) in middle school and because people thought I was stuck-up.

Still pretty introverted as an adult. DH and I moved here 15 years ago and haven't really made any friends outside of work. I have a pretty extensive wardrobe and often get comments about being a "fashionista" (although I work in a gov't office where the bar is, admittedly, pretty low). I'm sure this is a direct reaction to my middle school experience. People tend to assume I was a sorority girl in college, which is funny to me because it couldn't be further from the truth. We aren't wealthy by any stretch but I have a pretty responsible Federal position and feel generally good about my career path. I would probably be more successful if I was a better self-promoter but it's just not something I'm comfortable doing and I suck at it.

Anonymous wrote:I was into the punk scene. Bought most of my clothes in thrift shops (we were really poor, so I had to) and supplemented with t-shirts I bought at shows. Dyed my hair weird colors. I took mostly AP and honors classes, had maybe a B+ average. I was also kind of a loner and definitely was not popular. Had very few real friends. I did edgy things on purpose to see what kind of reaction I could get. Looking back I know I was depressed, but I grew up in a dysfunctional and unhealthy home, so survival in and of itself was hard. I was miserable.

Today, I live in beautiful home in a family friendly neighborhood, am very successful at a job filled with Type A personalities, and make a lot of money. I have a successful spouse and well dressed children. I wear suits every day, sometimes even with pearls. But I am still introverted and shy, still socially anxious, and still battle with my moods. Over the years I have learned how to fake it really well so I don't think many people realize the extent of my issues. I still only have a few friends.

I sort of grew up to be my own worst nightmare. I don't really know what to make of that.

You are me to a tee.

Is anyone going to actually admit to being a mean girl? Highly unlikely.

Female, goth/punk, college prep honor roll student, played 3rd base/pitcher on varsity softball team (my stupid varsity jacket really clashed with my look...and the color of my hair, lol!)

I never smoked or did drugs, but did drink some.

Now, I'm upper 30's, married with kids. I'm still pretty "gothy" looking, but very toned down, as I have a professional job.

DH is still in a punk band, but I'm pretty much a homebody now and haven't been to a show in ages, although I still listen to mostly goth, punk and oi! (but some country, classical and opera also).

Anonymous wrote:Why do you care about high school crap still??

Ok, in high school I had no patience for this kind to stuff and I guess I don't now either ...

Please bend over and remove that stick from your a$$

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Anonymous wrote:Why do you care about high school crap still??

Ok, in high school I had no patience for this kind to stuff and I guess I don't now either ...

same. I always find the posts about how people look up their bullies on FB and hope they have a bad life, etc. I was horribly bullied in 7th and 8th grade and I haven't thought about those people in years (except on threads like this) but I don't even remember the names of the 3 girls who were mean to me. Well, I remember the first name of one. It just seems so weird/sad to me that people can't move past what they experienced years ago.

Yes, I remember some middle school "mean" girls teasing (nothing cruel or over the line) but I don't remember much about them (names and whatnot) now. And I hold no animosity towards them - we all did dumb and regrettable things when we were young. Around 7 years ago I ran into a sweet woman at a church event who was embarrassed by how mean her brother had been to me long ago. I remembered the boy but really didn't remember him as being a mean boy. If he did tease me I must not have noticed or...cared very much, lol.

At any rate, to answer the Op's question...I was an introverted, somewhat shy but diligent (although not always successful) student in HS.