AUGUST 10TH, 2003: HIGH SCHOOL OBLVIION
I think that I must have been completely oblivious to most things through high school. You read the books, watch the movies, read the blogs, and everyone describes cliques and certain people that seem to be common ground in everyone�s lives, but I don't remember them. It isn't that I don't remember the faces, or the names, I just can't place a person in a certain position on the high school hierachy. There are the general groups- the group that considered themselves better looking than everyone else, the pimply faced group of nerds (and they always seemed to have atrocious acne), the sporty people, who seemed to at times amalgamated with the 'better' group, and the no-hopers.
However there was not one particular boy that was most popular among the girls, nor a more popular girl. No one cared much for what the others were doing nor became the center of ridicule- not that I noticed anyway. I don't remember people being teased until it became too much, I don't remember anyone really being bothered at all. There was the occasional name flung at people, usually given to them by people who claimed to be their friend ("2-buck fuck" is the only one that I can remember). I was teased to my face once, by a young man whom had the intelligence of a cooked monkey-brain. I discovered many years later that he in fact had a slight crush on me, to my dismay, when he asked me out.
I was probably teased behind my back. I wouldn't have known. I really wouldn't have cared. I was the loner who attached herself to any group that was willing to have her during their lunch break soirees, however I never made particularly good friends with any of them. Most of them I would not recognise if they grabbed me by the shoulders and began retelling stories of how I had snuck out of class for a cigarette.
The most embarrassing group that I belonged to was Mrs. Coin's group, because to this very day I do not remember what linked me to them, whether it was one friend, or I was terribly lonely. It would not feel so degrading if it weren't for the fact that Ann's sister is the only person that I remember, and we don't get along. I went out with Ann one new years eve to Pehnpros and her sister was driving. I don't recall much now except the fact that Mrs. Coin was giving me the shits and ruined the night for me. I could have been that she made us sit around in a small dingy room with hot beer and creepy men as the clock struck midnight all because the man worked at a radio station and that was somehow cool. Yet she blames me for her bad evening. Either way, the relationship, if we were to meet again some time soon, would be stale.
My point is I don't think that there were these certain cliques in my school, not ones that I noticed anyway. I certainly wasn't aware of bullying or discrimination, any of these things which seem to face the artificial teenagers in books. Do they exist? Or is it all just glorified writing. Do the cool people really exist? Is there one boy that all the girls fawn over?
I digress, I have HEARD of one incidence of a boy dominating the playing field, Townsend. I was talking to a girl the other day, or rather questioning her, and she said that not only did all the girls in her high school, but all the others in her town (perhaps one or two others) as well! He was apparently quite the catch, but I don't know if he was caught.
We probably had this boy in my school, and I just wouldn't have noticed.

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