High School Confidential Redux
I was just reading Meleah’s post, “That One Time I Was Held At Gunpoint“, and that reminded me of an incident from High School. I thought perhaps I had blogged about it once, so I did a search.
Indeed, I had mentioned it. In my search, I found this post: “High School Confidential“.
I had listed ten stories from high school and left you all to guess which were true and which were false. And, by “you all”, I meant four of you, three of whom replied and one of which I’m not entirely sure read the post.
Anyway, I’m pretty sure I never revealed the answers, primarily because I was expecting more responses and then forgot about it while waiting for more responses to come in.
So, I guess I’m not going to get any additional responses, so I might as well reveal the answers.
By the way, there’s some balance here. That post was made at the beginning of the school year and this one comes at the end of the school year, so, hey, symmetry. Neat, eh?
Of course, if you missed that initial post and still want to play along, jump over to that post, leave a comment with your guesses, then return here. I’ll wait.
I’m waiting.
Still waiting.
Read a little faster, would you?
Still waiting.
Waiting some more.
Done yet?
Waiting.
Waiting.
YAWN.
Zzzzzzzzzz.
Zzzzzzzzzz.
Zzzzzzzzzz.
Oh, are you done now? Finally.
Geesh.
Okay, here we go…
2. Freshman year, there was a girl (a senior, I think) who drove a truck to school and kept a bed mattress in the truck’s bed.
3. During my four years of high school, we only had two pep rallies. The first was during our Freshman year. The Seniors did something that made the school administrators decide not to do pep rallies anymore. In our Senior year, they relented and we had one. I can say that it was nice not having pep rallies all those years. Always seemed like a waste of time to me. Shouldn’t we be learning stuff?
4. I learned an effective means of suicide from a girl who unsuccessfully tried to kill herself. While she was recovering in the hospital, her doctor told her how she should have done it. She shared.
5. Sophomore year again (I think), the normal gang was sitting around the lunch table. There was a quiz that day; I think it was in Latin. Some people were studying for it. I sat there, quietly, apparently visibly nervous. I couldn’t really focus on the quiz at all. K., the girl across from me who was in my class, said “Don’t be so nervous. It’s only a quiz!” What she didn’t know, and never did unless she happens upon this blog post, is that there was a gun pointing at me at the time.
6. In the same Latin class, we had a Spanish exchange student. She gave us her address so we could keep in touch. Found out the following year that not a single one of us had written to her! I’ve tried to find her online a couple times, but never found her. Of course, I don’t have much to go on either.
7. One time, we had a project that required us to go to the library. We opted to go to the library in the nearest large city downtown, rather than the local libraries including one that was within walking distance of my house. I think there was a legitimate reason for the downtown library, but I don’t remember what it was. A friend, who went to another high school, needed to go to the library too. So, he picked two of us up from our school. Leaving the school parking lot, he cut in front of a bus. He didn’t care; what could they do? Take away his parking permit? He didn’t go to our school! Anyway, nothing happened, except, of course, for the excessive speeds he went down the highway.
8. The guy from the previous story (the one that got picked up with me, not the guy from the other school) once crashed into an ambulance. He wasn’t hurt. The ambulance crew told him he picked the right vehicle to crash into; if he had been hurt, they would have been prepared!
9. On hot days, one teacher apologized for not turning on the air conditioning. She said the air conditioning was centrally controlled by an outfit in Georgia, so the air wouldn’t be turned on until they were hot down in Georgia.
10. Another classmate nearly lost his finger in an auto accident in his garage. He had his car jacked up, and was spinning the tire. The phone rang. Before running to answer it, he tried to stop the tire spinning with his hand, like you would do for a bicycle tire. It nearly took his finger off.
So, there you go.
YAY! Im glad I was the inspiration for a blog post! And your stories are friggen AWESOME!!!!!!!!!