Another High School Graduation

[DamnthatDavid]

Another one. I thought I was done with high school 2 years ago. But I got dragged back into that pissland again today.

Not for anything of mine, but for my Sister's Graduation.
Yet, it still seemed more like a nightmare. More then half of the students of my Graduating year managed to show up.

Behind me, a loud mouthed bastard that I hoped to never see again. I suffered his dumbass remarks, and faggity behavior in High School's Speech, English and Histroy classes, and by the end of every term, I had plotted new ways to kill that fat fuck.

In front of me, rows after rows of too cool for school prep style skater punk assholes. The type of people who can't hope to tell apart. All with polo's with upturned collars, dyed hair, and hats that all managed to sit at the same angle.

Oh, lets not forget the fucks who decided it would be cool to blast a air-horn 3 rows back, and throw hand fulls of Address Book pages that didn't break apart, but hit in clumps, stunning the elderly.

I saw enough idiots, preps, pimps, gimps, and another rapper wanna-be cool "dawgs" to remind me that High School wasn't as fucking fun as I use to recall.
The girls with them all looked orange from Fake-N-Bake tans they sported. And almost half wore those tennis skirts.

I saw person that I use to call friend. The fuck was up from oregon, and knee deep within the Prep-Cool-McFuck Happy Meal crew. All his former track friends, who, rumor has it, has turned gay. I decided not to mention this, thinking he might figure it out after waking up from a hang-over in the arms of one of his buddies.

I could die happy if I never ran into any of those idiots, fucks, dumbshits, sluts and whores ever again.

[glowbelly]

someone's a bit bitter

i went to an all girl's catholic highschool. i didn't like any of 'em except one and she's the only one i still talk to and we refuse to ever go back.

[Matt Harty]

Another one. I thought I was done with high school 2 years ago. But I got dragged back into that pissland again today.

Not for anything of mine, but for my Sister's Graduation.
Yet, it still seemed more like a nightmare. More then half of the students of my Graduating year managed to show up.

Behind me, a loud mouthed bastard that I hoped to never see again. I suffered his dumbass remarks, and faggity behavior in High School's Speech, English and Histroy classes, and by the end of every term, I had plotted new ways to kill that fat fuck.

In front of me, rows after rows of too cool for school prep style skater punk assholes. The type of people who can't hope to tell apart. All with polo's with upturned collars, dyed hair, and hats that all managed to sit at the same angle.

Oh, lets not forget the fucks who decided it would be cool to blast a air-horn 3 rows back, and throw hand fulls of Address Book pages that didn't break apart, but hit in clumps, stunning the elderly.

I saw enough idiots, preps, pimps, gimps, and another rapper wanna-be cool "dawgs" to remind me that High School wasn't as fucking fun as I use to recall.
The girls with them all looked orange from Fake-N-Bake tans they sported. And almost half wore those tennis skirts.

I saw person that I use to call friend. The fuck was up from oregon, and knee deep within the Prep-Cool-McFuck Happy Meal crew. All his former track friends, who, rumor has it, has turned gay. I decided not to mention this, thinking he might figure it out after waking up from a hang-over in the arms of one of his buddies.

I could die happy if I never ran into any of those idiots, fucks, dumbshits, sluts and whores ever again.

Don't be pissed because none of them wanted to be your friend in high school. Were you the one that ate all alone during lunch? You sound like an old grouch. :rolleyes

[Supafly345]

I enjoyed highschool, I enjoyed it quite a bit in fact. But I was in world where I was contantly getting praised for my brilliance in everything I did, and at the same time being the sexual fantasy of every girl and most guys. While David was forced to work with idiotically oblivious retards and the idiotically opinionated retards in the vocational classes he took. But, I am thinking that he is bitter just because nobody but him made a big deal over the fact that he was over eight feet tall.