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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

I hated High School....

My sisters agree with me on this. High School was hell. I am not one of those people who expound euphorically about how high school was the best years of their life. Now there were some good times but overall, you can wipe those four years off the face of the map.

There are still some people that if I saw on the street, I would have to resist the urge to sucker punch them. Missy is one of the individuals. We went to a very small, all girl, catholic high school. I graduated with 39 girls. 39 catty girls... In junior year, Adam came from one of the all boy high schools to be in the play. He was funny, good looking, and we got along well. I asked him to the prom. He said yes. I will never forget it, my family was in the kitchen bolstering me to call him and ask. I went out in the hall and called him and he said yes. I didn't say anything to anyone else in my class that I was going to ask him. I was an awkward, insecure female and was scared of ridicule and rejection. Apparently Missy and Adam had been talking but she had not asked him to the prom. When he told her I had asked him, you would have thought the end of the world had happened. She was angry. She and several of her friends tried to talk him out of going with me. I think by this point they were dating. To do Adam justice, he did go to the prom with me and danced with me and all but ignored her. However, the weeks leading up to the prom were pretty awful for me. She was brutal at school; called me every name in the book, had people in the class taking sides.

When I signed up for face book, Missy was one of the people who requested to be my friend. I initially was just going to ignore it but then I thought better of it. I could look into her life by pictures and see whether all my bad wishes had come true. Did she have awful acne, was she fat, maimed in some way? Seriously, I thought it was high school and we were a bunch of immature girls. Let bygones be bygones. Right? No. Today, someone got me with the post this paragraph as your status and everyone posts a memory about you. This could be fun, I thought. I have friends that go all the way back to grade school on face book. Don't you know that Missy posted her memory that I asked Adam to the prom and how upset she was then but it was laughable now.

Now, people, I could lie and say I am laughing about this now. Truth be told, I am not. I still have very strong feelings about this. CLEARLY. I have discovered this: 1. no one is meaner than a teenage girl and 2.the scars of high school run deep and are likely not to fade away completely.

5 comments:

Helen/Dudley said...

Delete her off facebook...anyone who could write that this many years later, obviously is still not laughing.

karengberger said...

Too true. And I see Helen's & Dudley's point...if Missy posted it on facebook, clearly, she remembers it, too!
It's tough, growing up. I just turned 50 & I'm still not there.

Anonymous said...

I completely understand where you are coming from:

(1) I have a 13, almost 14 year old daughter who happens to go to a Catholic grade school. Many girls starting at this age are terribly mean, self-centered and main goal is to be most popular no matter who they hurt along the way.

(2)When I was a freshman in high school, one of my "very best friends" liked my boyfriend. Long story short, I ended up being bullied and no one would speak to me. Often I had people waiting outside my classroom to harass me. Such a horrible time in my life. Goodness! It makes me sad to think about it now. And yes indeed, I have received friend requests from some of the people who hurt me.

Tina

painted maypole said...

i have some people I think I will deny if they ever request my friendship. they have not.

and yes, you're so right about HS scars.

Loralee Choate said...

I loathed high school.

Luckily there were some that were horrible to me that apologized and it really helped me move on from some of it. Others are still just as icky and delusional.

Her response pisses me off.

If YOU thought it was "laughable" that would be one thing...you were the person that had to endure all the hell she dished out.

If she thinks that is something that is "laughable" that sort of tells you everything you need to know about HER.

However, knowing many a "missy" in my time she most likely sees herself as the victim and you as the awful one who deliberately stole her man.

Ick.