http://www.democraticunderground.com/1018494093Oh my.
General Discussion's pretty boring today, the primitives yip-yapping and wiggle-waggling their armpits on matters of which they know not. Watching ignorance can be really boring.
But then I found this campfire of more importance and substance, in the Lounge:
Bertha Venation (20,987 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 04:55 PM
post good memories of high school
Cruising with my friend Marie in my shocking yellow 1972 Toyota Corona Mark II. The two of us, singing along with the radio and laughing hysterically. Us seeing "The Empire Strikes Back" at the Fountain Valley Drive-In.
after which a photograph of some long-ago building; Big Bertha's older than the hills
cyberswede (12,952 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 05:00 PM
1. Marching band was fun...
did you know you can fit a 5th of vodka inside the bell of a baritone sax?
B Calm (18,800 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 06:26 PM
6. The back seat of my 53 Chevy with a girl named Tina
elleng (42,630 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 06:51 PM
11. Choraleers
Brigadoon
Carousel
Kismet
Messiah
<<<best memory of high school days was at 3:55 p.m. every day, when the dismissal bell rang.
trof (44,419 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 06:55 PM
12. The time I had a date with Miss Alabama to the governor's inaguration.
I was 18 and her escort.
It's a long story.
Taverner (55,143 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 07:15 PM
13. Well this one isn't exactly, um, the kind of things adults brag about. But it was fun.
A bunch of my friends and I skipped school, it being summer. We drove through the Redwood Forests to Santa Cruz. We all took copious amounts of mushrooms and LSD. Watching the beach that day can be described as nothing short of magic.
I truly felt that "oneness" with everything - the rocks, the waves, the sand, the sky
It was as if the entire world was singing out to me to play with it.
^^^his paternal ancestor had a stroke the past several hours, and the Taverner primitive was at the bedside right away, reading the labels on the little transparent tan bottles of pharmaceuticals.
Populist_Prole (2,961 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 08:04 PM
15. Leaving it
Oh there were some good times here and there off campus, HS was nothing more than just something I had to get through to start ascending the rungs of life's ladder from early adulthood and on. My sense of self and well being skyrocketed after graduating HS.
aint_no_life_nowhere (19,143 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 08:33 PM
16. My best memories are all related to music
like playing in my first rock band when I was 16 and playing venues like the enlisted man's club at the local base or practicing in the attic of my house in 100 degree heat and near 100% humidity in summer in Georgia. Or jamming with friends from high school who had local hit records down south in the 60s. Or going to concerts and seeing The Seeds, The Shadows Of Knight, The Young Rascals, The Soft Machine, The Vanilla Fudge, or Jimi Hendrix.
Another nice memory was getting my first car in 1967, an off-white 1960 MGA that cost me $600. I remember driving it for the first time and turning on the radio and hearing what was already an "oldie", The Dave Clark Five singing Glad All Over.
after which a photograph of a little white car
By the way, I remember the Fountain Valley drive-in and went there a few times. There was another one in nearby Costa Mesa, The Paulo, off Paularino Street. Alas, they are no more. I live about one minute's drive from Fountain Valley.
Bertha Venation (20,987 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 11:43 AM
38. If I may ask
Where do you live now? Huntington Beach is my hometown.
aint_no_life_nowhere (19,143 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 12:21 PM
42. Mine too
right off Slater and Beach, near the Fountain Valley line.
Bertha Venation (20,987 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 03:33 PM
49. god, I am so homesick
I lived with my Grandma at Slater & Magnolia in my later teens, but mostly grew up around Brookhurst & Adams - Beach & Adams.
nomorenomore08 (5,759 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 08:36 PM
17. Smoking bud out of a soda can, drinking Bacardi Limon (blecch) straight from the bottle, prank calls to random phone numbers, gorging on cheap Chinese food, getting so drunk I pissed myself (once). Certainly a more innocent time, though, nothing "harder" than weed or alcohol...
a la izquierda (8,096 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 08:56 PM
19. Graduating
Dating a guy that I really loved.
Even better, finally getting him out of my mind, more than a decade after the last time I saw him.
applegrove (60,581 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 09:06 PM
21. I remember going across the bridge to Hull, Quebec to go to "les raftsmens" beer drinking hall. It was huge. There was always someone singing French Canadian songs live there. I was so shy. But, with endless beer, I would get up the nerve to say something out loud to someone after a while.
benld74 (4,912 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 09:08 PM
22. When having $5 in my pocket allowed,
Food
Gas
My percentage towards the beer purchased
and
Entrance to the local night life establishment
Earth_First (12,419 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 09:15 PM
23. LSD
It might sound vain, but my education not withstanding; I owe a lot of my mental and emotional development as an individual to the days spent consuming lsd with friends.
rurallib (32,568 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 09:29 PM
24. couple things
but the sledding parties with the beer buried in the snow.
And the music. I was a freshman when the Beatles arrived and I was leaving HS with the Monkees and I thing Simon & Garfunkel were at their height.
The Velveteen Ocelot (35,771 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 11:17 PM
27. My only good memory of high school was the day I graduated.
I remember sitting in the gym in my cap and gown, sweating because it was really a hot day and I was crowded in there with some 600 other kids. And I remember thinking something like, thank god I'm finally done with this miserable hellhole.
I hated high school. Every ****ing minute of it.
Kaleva (11,636 posts) Mon Oct 7, 2013, 11:31 PM
29. Going to the bar at noon hour for a liquid lunch with my friends
We sometimes didn't bother going back to school for the afternoon classes and we were pretty darn drunk by the time we got on the bus to go home after school was let out.
Tobin S. (5,948 posts) Tue Oct 8, 2013, 05:25 AM
30. I have none.
I was such an ass back then that I'd like to forget it all.
Arugula Latte (41,520 posts) Tue Oct 8, 2013, 11:59 AM
31. My favorite day was the day I got accepted by the college I'd wanted.
I wish I'd enjoyed high school more, but there was a high ratio of nasty to nice people at the one I went to.
I did get a very good education, and good grades. There were a few good times with friends.
My overwhelming memory is of feeling claustrophobic, both in the literal and psychological sense. The school had few windows and everybody was judging everyone else.
But mostly I felt self-conscious, unattractive, and not up to snuff socially.
LiberalEsto (17,775 posts) Tue Oct 8, 2013, 12:44 PM
32. Driving our German teacher crazy
The day we all launched paper airplanes simultaneously.
PassingFair (20,565 posts) Tue Oct 8, 2013, 01:42 PM
33. Making out with a crush INSIDE the homecoming float during homecoming parade.
Taking turns pulling the rope that waived the arm of the school mascot.
graywarrior (57,972 posts) Tue Oct 8, 2013, 01:43 PM
34. My first high.
hunter (17,488 posts) Tue Oct 8, 2013, 06:55 PM
37. Going on high school field trips for classes I wasn't in.
I think a few responsible adults in our high school knew I was gaming their attendance system but they never called me on it. I always had a parent permission slip handy when I got on the bus.
The rest of high school pretty much sucked. It was a violent "Lord of the Flies" experience. One of my nicknames was "queerbait." I quit for college. There wasn't any GED then -- the high school principal and college administrators simply signed off on it. I had rotten grades because I didn't always go to school, but I had the second highest scores on standardized testing for all the district. (BTW, I think standardized testing is bullshit. I can fill in the bubbles just fine, but I muddle through life...)
College had a special class for us minors, basically it was teaching us weirdo jailbait nerds how to stay out of trouble. One of my friends was a girl who did get in trouble. We got college credit for that class. I don't remember what sort of general education the credit it was good for.
College was 1000% better than high school. No more physical assaults. But it was an odd experience as a minor, especially in classes with regular field trips. There were a few professors who were very uneasy having minors in their classes because there were adults behaving like adults on their field trips.
I remember one field trip where a grandmotherly woman took me under her wing for a six days and my mom got all worried we were having some kind of kinky Harold and Maude relationship. We were not. I was simply driving her car. Little did my parents know the serious relationship I was in at the time was way worse than that.
blueamy66 (5,806 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 12:05 PM
39. My Religion class, away basketball games, retreats
building the homecoming floats while drinking beer, winning State, wearing uniforms, putting $2.10 worth of gas in my friend's Chevette, cruising Central in my other friend's 66 Chevelle,
bigwillq (60,489 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 12:05 PM
40. Tons of good memories
Football games, all school sports, really; hanging with friends; parties
Too many good ones to name but I'll give one specific time:
Was hanging with three friends, we were going to visit one of the friend's sister at college about 45 minutes away.
On the way back, we were driving on this isolated road near a river.
An opossum darted across the road and one of the friend's, who was smart book-wise but not-so-smart with common sense goes:
"OMG, an armadillo!"
Now, we live in CT. Armadillos don't live in CT!
So from that day on, we called opossums armadillos!
polly7 (8,537 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 12:15 PM
41. Deciding to skip the track and field meet for one year, even though we'd both entered everything earlier ... it was just too frigging cold!, and going down town with my best friend at noon, then finding a huge joint in her pocket ..... we smoked it and headed back to school and out to the long-jump pit where the rest of our class was already finishing up. The teacher called out first Moe's name - she jumped, and was in the lead, then mine -
I jumped and broke the school record (and held it for 5 years!). We were in our tight jeans and jackets and hadn't warmed up or done anything at all yet, the other girls all in their gym shorts and t-shirts were shivering and freezing. Neither of us could do our next jumps very well because we were laughing too hard. Our friends were not happy, a bit of an understatement, actually ... they didn't speak to us for days.
hobbit709 (28,285 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 01:26 PM
43. My best memory of high school was graduation. I left and never looked back.
blueknight (2,730 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 02:50 PM
48. i hate reading about
people who had miserable times in high school. it breaks my heart! i loved high school, so much fun! i would go back in a minute. why did a lot of people have such a miserable time?
u4ic (16,923 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 07:54 PM
51. One of the very few good memories of high school
I was in grade 9, had just started. I was exceedingly shy. There was a school trip on a Saturday 1.5 hrs out of the city for a trail ride. I signed up.
We went in two groups - not long after someone rode up and said one guy couldn't control his horse, anyone want to ride it? He was a difficult horse, only out because we had such a large group. Having ridden for much of my life, I said I'd trade.
The horse had dumped the star athlete who was in grade 12, and who was also the student president. The horse was testy, but I had few problems because of my riding background. When we got back to the stable I was lauded by the stable owner - it was rare to find someone who would ride him owing to his obnoxious behavior, and as well as I did.
Each time I saw the president/start athlete in the hallway, he would always comment to me and the others he was with about the incident, and my athletic skills. For me, it was a huge confidence boost. That was pretty much my 15 minutes of fame in high school.
kwassa (16,056 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 08:08 PM
52. Sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll
I was a local in a college town in the late '60s, when in high school.
It was a very liberal college in a conservative state. We experimented with all these new things.
and my friends and I went to Woodstock, as well. A mess, total chaos, but great fun, overall.
Chan790 (15,113 posts) Wed Oct 9, 2013, 08:47 PM
53. I had a lot of sex and nearly won a state championship in football.
I also got thrown out of the state Academic Bowl competition...for being right. It was one of those "Moops" type situations. It was a great laugh. I loved High School. I loved college too.
I've always made a point to try to love where I am in life...but I cannot love Metropolitan DC.
Hmmmm.
I'd been hoping to see the bitter old Vermontese cali primitive here, reminiscenscing about her days in that exclusive girls' prep school, going around panhandling.
