I feel like a walk down memory lane...

[Miss_Pixie]

Ok so first off I gotta ask, Does anyone REALLY miss high school?

Last week I went back home for a day to visit an old teacher who asked me to pop by and help do something. I went back to say hey to my Spanish teacher. I sat in that class everyday, for 4 years and laughed until it hurt almost everyday.

That is the ONLY thing I even remotely cared about in high school. I told you that to tell you this...

My senior year of high school I was in AP Spanish Lit. I was AWESOME. There were 9 of us in the class. 6 girls, 3 guys. Everyday we came in, pulled the desk into a circle and spoke Spanish from bell to bell. We'd all known each other since Elementary school. Needless to say we were all overly comfortable with each other...

There was this guy, tiny guy, he was a wrestler, his name was Seth. He was my partner for EVERYTHING we did. One day we had to write a skit. It had to use 15 vocabulary words or something like that, which was doable, but we couldn't write anything down...

Seth and I got up to do our skit and it started off fine, but then, Seth had the line "En la cocina de un chico, era un horno y un queso." Somehow out of that the whole class (of AP studens) got, "The boy had porno in his closet"... Profe, (our teacher) turned BRIGHT red and the whole class died laughing. Seth had no Idea what was funny.

Poor Seth... his year in AP was shot after that lol. We messed with him all the time, especially after our health unit, but that's a story for another time

That was one of the BEST things that happened in high school for me. What about y'all?

 

[JT_Stone]

I don't really miss h.s. but I do have some really great memories. One thing I do know is none of them happened in the classroom.

I shared a locker with a girl with whom I was very close. (I'm a guy by the way.) We rarely ventured into romantic territory, but on a few occasions we played on the fringe.

When we were sophomores a group of us went to her cottage on the Lake Michigan shoreline. One day we hiked into the dunes to get high. We sat on the leeward side of the dune and just quietly enjoyed the silence and natural beauty of a wooded area.

The wind carried sand up over the dune and the trees stopped the sand, making it fall like a soft rain upon us. We took turns gently brushing it off each others bodies, touching everywhere except the fabric of her bikini and my trunks. It was one of the most sensual experiences of my life.

 

[Miss_Pixie]

That would be a great memory to walk away with.

My Freshman year is when People Started calling me Pixie... It was homecoming week and I ran down the hallways throwing Pixi Stix and Chocolate Coins at people. I did it every year, AND dressed up on Halloween lol.

 

[jomar]

High school was great fun, in and out of school. Flirting with the 21 year old teacher in the 12th grade and watching her blush, pool hopping after hours, taking the football sales money to the bank during English class, sports...good times. College too, and every age so far.

 

[Zeb_Carter]

God, I don't know if this old brain can remember that far back. And no my high school wasn't a little red school house on the edge of town.

I remember the good times. School dances, homeroom, the girls.

The young lady I sat next to in homeroom, I wrote about her in the eating pussy thread, was a 10 on a scale from 1 to 10. I was surprised she went out with me at all let alone two years after school let me learn how to please a woman on her. I felt lucky to know her and be with her.

All my guy friends were green with envy and would tell me how lucky I was.

I remember the football games in the fall and the baseball games in the spring. I remember art class, gym. I can say I had a good time in high school. I have even kept somewhat in contact with a few friends.

Yes I can say there isn't too much I'd change if I was able to go back and do so.

 

[TheeGoatPig]

My life didn't start proper until about a month before I turned 19, when I started tech school and got my first car. Everything before that wasn't worth remembering.

 

[EmeraldKitten]

I do miss high school! Back then, you couldn't wait to get out and grow up. Not too many realized we were living our glory days, lol.
I was a band dork, and we had some good times. (It was good clean fun, not the drunken-drug doin' crap that's so popluar now.)
On the band van (which was a bus.. dont know why we called it a van lol) the band director did 'hand checks' on the ride home from football games. Yes, there were lots of couples, and yes there was innapropriate things going on under the blankets, lol. That always amused me.

We had a lot of cool oppourtunties also. We had band camp away from school 2 of the 4 years, the last 2 at home. We were outside planning our senior skit behind the school, and the cops cruised the parking lot. They turned their spot lights on us and were about to arrest us for trespassing! (Mind you, the entire band and parents and the driector were all inside. Not so very bright.) But that was the new joke.. 'this one time, at band camp... we almost got arrested.'

We got to go to Disney and preform in the Magic Kingdom. (Do you have any idea how many fundraisers and football games we worked to be able to raise the money for our tickets? It was a lot lol.)

But probably my favorite memory that taught me the biggest lesson..
We took a weekend trip to a theme park just for fun. But on the way, we stopped at a nursing home for Veterans and preformed for them. I can't remember the other songs we played, but we played Amazing Grace last.
So afterwards, we each took a resident back to their room and got to talk to them. My little old man didn't have legs, and as I was pushing his wheelchair to the elevator, I heard the band playing Amazing Grace again. I stopped and turned around.. I thought I had left too soon or something. It totally confused me.
The band was scattered as we had been, and I couldn't figure it out..
Then I looked down. The man had a tape recorder in his hand. He had recorded our performance. I remember smiling, because obviously he had enjoyed it and had been looking forward to it- and he came prepared.
The old man had tears running down his cheeks, and as I started pushing him again, he turned and touched my hand.
"I've always loved this song. Thanks for playing it."

I still get tears in my eyes when I think about that. We all were kinda bummed we had to 'work' on our fun trip, and didn't go into it was an attitude of gratiude. But afterwards, we realized what a good thing we had done. I am grateful we had the oppourtunity to do that for those people. We learned it was better to give than to recieve.

 

[JT_Stone]

Another favorite memory, albeit a year later, was the day I got back from my freshman year at college and my parents told me they were taking my little brother and hitting the road for a few weeks. They left me $100 and put our busted up old convertible back on the road. I still chubby up a bit when I think about it.

Pixie, you still tossing out candy?

 

[rgraham666]

I loathed high school. The best I could hope for on most days was boredom.

The rest of the time it was bullying from my classmates, ostracism when I wasn't being bullied and either being 'disciplined' by my teachers or more often ignored completely.

I wouldn't go through high school again if you promised me Bill Gates' fortune.

 

[Miss_Pixie]

Another favorite memory, albeit a year later, was the day I got back from my freshman year at college and my parents told me they were taking my little brother and hitting the road for a few weeks. They left me $100 and put our busted up old convertible back on the road. I still chubby up a bit when I think about it.

Pixie, you still tossing out candy?

Sometimes lol. I have a bag of Pixi Stix in the glove box of my car lol. Sometimes when I drive around campus I throw them out the window at people who look like they need one lol.

I used to bring brownies to people on their birthdays too. I was never popular lol but I was pretty well known....

I was one of 4 things depending on the day lol

1.) A Choir Nerd
2.) The Rainbow Chick, (my hair was many colors all most everyday lol)
3.) The Brownie Girl
4.) Pixie

 

[OnnaDare]

What a great thread!

 

[TE999]

High school was a lot of fun...probably more fun than it should have been...I could maintain a good GPA and still get in trouble on a regular basis...not bad trouble, just pranks, acting like a fool and goofing on people...especially the BMOC's and their girlfriends...what a bunch of snotty assholes...brown nosers too...we fixed them in due course.

I think the piece de resistance was when some of my buds and I decided to flush lit cherry bombs and M-80's down all the toilets in school at the same time. The results were more destructive than we'd ever dreamed.

A main and several sewage feeder lines ruptured...it turned out they were made of cardboard wrapped in tarpaper...fine for crap...lousy for cherry bombs. There were lakes of sewage everywhere.

We were never caught and no one squealed. That was a fine way to end my senior year. I don't care to relive it, but while I was there it was fun.

 

[Miss_Pixie]

LOL last year our senior prank was really lame.

A bunch of preps stole the silverware from the cafeteria and threw it all over the parking lot.... it was LAME! my idea was sooo much better....

 

[JT_Stone]

Silverware in the parking lot? Damn, that is lame.

One year the seniors stole a cow (not sure how exactly) and walked it up to the top of the bell tower. Somehow somebody knew that cows can walk up stairs, but not down. I'm not sure how the principal solved that problem but I can still imagine the WHAT THE FUCK??? expression on his face.

Pixie, you intrigue me. How do people respond to being pixie-sticked?

 

[cloudy]

I had a blast in high school.

Of course, the high school I went to was three blocks from the beach in Santa Barbara (the city that's called the American Riviera). Our creative writing teacher used to walk the entire class down to the beach and have class there.

I was on the school track team, and also on the city track team, so I traveled constantly during track season. Most of the team had been together since were were 10 or so, so it was a huge family. Last I heard, my junior high long jump record was still standing.

I also rode on the barrel-racing circuit during high school, going up and down the west coast competing for cash and points, and camping out in an empty stall with a friend because we didn't want to spend the money on a hotel room. I still can't believe my parents let me.

We learned to surf, spent endless summer days on the beach, and cruised State Street and Milpas on the weekends. I have wonderful memories of that time.

 

[Miss_Pixie]

Silverware in the parking lot? Damn, that is lame.

One year the seniors stole a cow (not sure how exactly) and walked it up to the top of the bell tower. Somehow somebody knew that cows can walk up stairs, but not down. I'm not sure how the principal solved that problem but I can still imagine the WHAT THE FUCK??? expression on his face.

Pixie, you intrigue me. How do people respond to being pixie-sticked?

They generally respond with bemused amusement lol

 

[favoritesgoddess]

I don't miss it in the way that I sit here and wish I could go back and live it all again. I have friends that do, but in all fairness their present isn't that hot. I think if my life sucked more, I'd want to maybe go back to when it didn't.

I loved high school. I thought it was a great social scene. I loved that there was always someone to talk to, always something going on, and always something to look forward to.

I have so many great memories of school--and so many horny ones--that I don't even know where to start. One thing I remember was during Winter Carnival. We always had a snow sculpture contest and my class always won. Two of the guys decided to add a little something extra and snuck up to the school before the sun was up and built an 8-foot realistic snow penis on the front lawn of the school, right in front of the main office. It gleamed in the bright morning winter sun. The best part was the mental image I have of the principal coming out during homeroom and whacking at it with a broom. "High School Principal Battles Enormous Snow Cock". Story at 11. It was awesome.

I was also the scorekeeper and statistician for the boys' basketball team and I of course rode the bus to away games. I used to give my boyfriend head on the bus on the way home. I can still remember how funky he smelled after the game, all sweaty and unshowered...

High school was awesome.

 

[SeaCat]

Sorry but I don't think the Statute of Limitations is up yet on some of my exploits in High School.

Cat

 

[OnnaDare]

I tried posting yesterday - but my posts kept getting eaten, so here it goes for a 3rd time!

I didn't hate High School. Maybe I'm one of the lucky ones. Granted, I wasn't in the "A" crowd, more of a Theatre/Music/Art geek, but I had lots of great friends and we partied...hard. (Sometimes even with our Teachers!) You could get away with alot more, back in the day.

Since quite alot of my sexy/crazy/scandalous stories will eventually end up in a Lit Submission, I thought I'd share one particular memory that, suprisingly enough, has to do with erotic/porn literature. Apropos, no?

My senior year, I was placed in the unfortunate position of having to take 4 years of gym classes in one year, mainly because I hadn't bothered to show up for the three previous years, and also because I needed the credits to graduate. Picky bastards.

Since the High School I went to was overcrowded, freshman and sophmore classes were scheduled from 7:30 to 1:30, juniors and seniors from 10:30 to 4:30, necessitating my attendance at the ungodly hour of 7:30 for 1st hour freshman gym class, the first round of my daily 4 hours of gym.

We had a designated student smoking area at the Staduim bleachers and I'd arrive at 7-ish, in order to get in my morning constitionals of Marlboro Reds and black coffee so I could face another round of flailing through calisthenics with the freshies at 7:30.

Early in the year I found a stash of cheap por paperbacks behind the trash bins at the bleachers. You know the kind, with titles like, "Sara's Dog Orgy," and "Bound to Please." Frankly, they were hilarious, and wanting to share this educational bounty with my fellow students, I organized "Auntie Onna's Story Time." I'd light up a smoke, call the kiddies over and read to them aloud, overdramatically, of course, a thrill-packed chapter a day.

I had quite a following for my freshman and sophmore "remedial reading" class. I'd do character voices and make the appropriate obscene gestures, and we'd laugh our asses off. They wouldn't let me miss a day.

Imagine my shock when the results of the Homecoming Elections were announced. Not only had I been nominated, but I came in 5th - making me part of Homecoming Court! I soon found out that my fanboys (and a few girls!) in the lower grades had nominated me and lobbied hard for me, as a "Thank You" to me and a "Fuck You" to the preps.

All from the power of Lit-erotica.

 

[Athalia]

I loathed high school. The best I could hope for on most days was boredom.

Same here. The only memories I treasure are of some of the individual teachers (mostly in English classes), who nurtured what little writing ability I had. And one art teacher. But most of the students wouldn't give me the time of day. I don't have the slightest inclination to make contact with any of them.

College was a different story altogether.

 

[Mr_price]

I don't miss my freshman to junior years in the least. My senior year is too much of a blur to remember.
If I could I would do it again, just for fun.

 

[Miss_Pixie]

Sorry but I don't think the Statute of Limitations is up yet on some of my exploits in High School.

Cat

I'm pretty sure there are some stories from my high school days that even Lit would frown on... and with my Fiance also having an account on here... posting them is probably not a good idea...... he wasn't in on a lot of them lol....he's such a boy scout lol

 

[sweetness6280]

I had a great high school experience. Timely thread, since I just finished planning my 30th reunion, which was a total success!! I have reconnected with friends, and connected with some I didn't know well...

I was the "goody two shoes" until about halfway through my junior year. By then, I could do almost anything I wanted and never get caught! "Julie would NEVER do something like that!" I was stuffed and left in a locker, tied to the goalpost (early bondage?), and left in the cemetery during hide-and-seek. We swam in "rice wells," broke in and spelled our HS name in rye grass on opposing football fields, and did wildly stupid things that should have gotten us killed. Everything else is still classified.