Who Were You In High School?

Band Geek

Some of the lowest of the low. The band geeks… always the ones to go to Ivy League colleges and turn out to be smoking hot later in life. Not quite my situation, but it could have been.

The Drama Geek

Actually worst than the band geek in my book. In between idolizing the work of Mandy Patinkin and trying to read all of Shakespeare, getting into the school play was always the center of social calendar. Ugh. So young. So frustratingly stupid.

The High School Newspaper Editor

My softer side… and a bit more chubby.

Shy Girl

I was an interesting mix. I was super shy in high school, but in order to feel comfortable, I was sometimes loud and obnoxious. Can someone be both shy and the class clown?

My cello now stands in the corner of my studio apartment for “overnight guests” to ask about in awkward attempts to make conversation.

I did rock a Fedora

That’s right. I wore a fedora, and I wore it with pride. Only the cool kids in my school could have made the style choices I made. That’s what made us different. When I say “us”, I actually mean “only me”.

Jon Cryer - Fashion Hero

Thanks Duckie – you truly made it happen. The fedora. The jacket. The fact that you lied to all of us and got the girl in the end. You are an inspiration.

The Rebel

Always the kid that had to march to his own drummer. You never knew whose side he was on. I hear that he’s a reformed Christian in Florida now.

The Good Girl

Seriously, I was. I didn’t get into trouble, I followed the rules. I was everyone’s friend. I didn’t smoke.

Then along came college. Yowza.

The Floater

You don’t really belong to a group. You’re not a thespian, a jock, a dead head, a goth, or part of the math club. You’re just…. painfully normal. You now work as a human resources specialist.

I Was The Cynical One

I had my little group of friends and we’d sit around the lunch table and talk about everyone. Mostly how much EVERYONE got on our nerves.

Goth

Yes, I was the one wearing all black, listening to Marilyn Manson on my portable CD player, and drawing pictures of Satan all over my notebook. Ah, those were the days!

Cheerleader

Cheerleading is like a religion in Texas, so it’s no wonder I dedicated my every waking hour in high school (aside from studying, of course) to cheer practices, games and competitions. I not only cheered varsity for my high school, but also competed on an all-star squad AND coached during my spare time.

Bring it!