18 Jun 2010, 1:05 am
The days of Oak Park River Forest High School for me just came and went. That was a time where I could care less what was happening on campus ground, popularity, the like. Those four years didn’t mean much to me. Just go into you class, listen to the instructor, do your assignment, and get through the rest of the week. At least my childhood friends were there and they were the only people I would talk to about anything. I didn’t do anything that wowed many or grabbed campus attention. I did get a 2nd place award for a CAD project I did in freshman year, but that was just an assignment to keep up with my grades. Plus, working behind-the-scenes on plays. I was just an extra body to instruct and what should be properly constructed.
All this time, I was more of an observer than an adventurer. Seeing various groups of people, from the jocks, to theatre crew, to the metal-heads, and some of the anti-social. That time was my heavy metal phase, but not the kind that would act out obnoxiously and threaten everyone in sight. More of a gentle mute to the rest of the crowd. Never made an attempt in meeting these people. I leave their own take on high school life to themselves. None of those groups of people bother me and I treated them with respect. It worked throughout my entire high school life.
During senior year, my friends were not there and I was lost completely. I didn’t bother to make any new friends and just kept everything to myself. The casual conversation with someone in class does occur, but that’s as far as I went. I even fit the stereotypical “sit by myself in the cafeteria” routine. I manage to sit with those that actually knew me, but I just sat there as a mute. Being around them was comforting enough. Senior was an enormous void. I summed up the words “loner” and “outsider.” It was to the point where I wore those words as badges of honor. Just go about my business and get through another day. My parents would talk to me about this and how I need to get out and make new friends. Too stubborn to care what they said and brush off their concerns without hesitating. Both mom and dad would talk about this every now and then before commencement, but I didn’t bother to take any of their advice.
As far as the prom goes, I made the decision to not show up. I instead work that day at the grocery store and just see everyone get dolled up while picking up their corsages. The thought of prom disgusts me. I rank it just as abysmal as Hallmark promoting the hell out of Valentine’s Day. Spend hundreds of dollars just look nice and show up at some banquet hall for 5 hours? No thank you! If I did go to the prom, all I would do is just sit there, watch the rest of the “it” crowd have a blast. Honestly, my role at a prom would most likely be table filler. I could care less what would happen with acquaintances on the dance floor. Not to mention shy away from anyone asking a favor. If you ask me today if I like to go to the prom, the word “no” will be used. Saying no to the high school prom was a decision I never regretted.
Pretty hard to imagine what everyone has been up to since commencement. I would see these acquaintances every now and then, only by surprise. The casual “Hey there, whatcha been up to?” conversation. Some people I keep up on Facebook with an occasional wall post. Nothing fancy.
With a 10th anniversary coming up…who knows what to expect? Should I even care what the rest of graduated have been up to? Would going be worth it?
18 Jun 2010, 1:31 am
All this time, I was more of an observer than an adventurer. Seeing various groups of people, from the jocks, to theatre crew, to the metal-heads, and some of the anti-social. That time was my heavy metal phase, but not the kind that would act out obnoxiously and threaten everyone in sight. More of a gentle mute to the rest of the crowd. Never made an attempt in meeting these people. I leave their own take on high school life to themselves. None of those groups of people bother me and I treated them with respect. It worked throughout my entire high school life.
During senior year, my friends were not there and I was lost completely. I didn’t bother to make any new friends and just kept everything to myself. The casual conversation with someone in class does occur, but that’s as far as I went. I even fit the stereotypical “sit by myself in the cafeteria” routine. I manage to sit with those that actually knew me, but I just sat there as a mute. Being around them was comforting enough. Senior was an enormous void. I summed up the words “loner” and “outsider.” It was to the point where I wore those words as badges of honor. Just go about my business and get through another day. My parents would talk to me about this and how I need to get out and make new friends. Too stubborn to care what they said and brush off their concerns without hesitating. Both mom and dad would talk about this every now and then before commencement, but I didn’t bother to take any of their advice.
As far as the prom goes, I made the decision to not show up. I instead work that day at the grocery store and just see everyone get dolled up while picking up their corsages. The thought of prom disgusts me. I rank it just as abysmal as Hallmark promoting the hell out of Valentine’s Day. Spend hundreds of dollars just look nice and show up at some banquet hall for 5 hours? No thank you! If I did go to the prom, all I would do is just sit there, watch the rest of the “it” crowd have a blast. Honestly, my role at a prom would most likely be table filler. I could care less what would happen with acquaintances on the dance floor. Not to mention shy away from anyone asking a favor. If you ask me today if I like to go to the prom, the word “no” will be used. Saying no to the high school prom was a decision I never regretted.
Pretty hard to imagine what everyone has been up to since commencement. I would see these acquaintances every now and then, only by surprise. The casual “Hey there, whatcha been up to?” conversation. Some people I keep up on Facebook with an occasional wall post. Nothing fancy.
With a 10th anniversary coming up…who knows what to expect? Should I even care what the rest of graduated have been up to? Would going be worth it?
I know how you feel man. My highschool years were not a blur but pretty crap. I wouldn't go to an anniversary.
18 Jun 2010, 3:13 am
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