[ShaneSpear]

It's good to know that it seems you did a way better job with the Wonka brand than Tim Burton did JMan.

[meccalecca]

[Precedent]

[Mercury]

I went to a school fair and I fell in love on a Ferris wheel. It was amazing. And then it was over. And now it's just a vague memory, and I am alone.
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-Ryan

ONLY 4% of people can understand this chart! Come try!

My Fave Metal - you won't believe #5!!!

[JOSweetHeart]

When I was in junior high, I was the kid that everyone else loved to make light of.

God bless you always!!!

Holly

P.S. I guess old habits die hard, don't they.
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[latenighttv]

Some of my memories, just on the off-chance that anyone might be interested in reading them (some names may have been changed)...


Damien

When I was 13 and began first year of 'secondary school', I was very uncomfortable as a person and greatly lacking in confidence. I had lots of friends, was good at schoolwork and at sports, but I still found happiness / self-esteem very hard to come by. In the year above me, there was a kid called Damien, who was a little bit of a lone wolf / fringe character, had no real interest in sports, and had no reputation as being a swot or nerd or geek or anything. He was just very normal but very, very relaxed in himself and did not feel the need to fit in with any group or curry favour with anyone. I was incredibly jealous of him and his relaxed state of being. I used to give him a hard time at break times, picking on any small flaw that I could find (I had to work damn hard at this 'cos he was a pretty cool fella who didn't really have anything wrong with him). I don't think I caused him any actual hurt but instead just made him wonder what the hell my problem was (it wasn't until some years later that I figured that out). Thankfully, it wasn't a situation that went on for very long (maybe no more than a month or so at most) but it stands out as a low point in my school years.


Vermin

In the town I grew up in a big pastime for young guys was playing a sport called 'pitch and putt', which is kind of like an entry-level game of golf. I became good friends with a guy called Aidan through it and I kinda knew him through primary school (though he was one year ahead of me) and the local gaelic football team as well. He was smaller and younger than a lot of his own friends / classmates, though, so wasn't really taken seriously by them.

Anyway, when Aidan headed to secondary school I kind of lost touch with him for that year. When I arrived into the school for my first days there, I found that he had basically evolved into being pretty much the coolest and the most popular kid in the entire place. He'd also managed to bag himself the quite wonderful nickname of 'Vermin'.

I bumped into him during a break and the two of us walked to one of the nearby shops. It was like a presidential parade or some shit. Gaggles of girls turned their heads and said stuff like 'Hiyyyy Vermin : )', 'Nice ass Vermin', 'Whatcha upta later Vermin?'. He was so busy with all this that I don't think we really talked at all.

We got to the shop and he bought me a bag of crisps. We walked back toward the school and it was just like it'd been earlier, with everyone wanting a piece of the guy. I knew we wouldn't be friends any more 'cos I just wasn't in the position to operate on that level of popularity. I don't think we ever spoke again actually, as he moved to another school the following year. One summer evening in town a couple of years later though, I saw Vermin from a distance wearing a pair of jeans that had been slit at the bottom. I took a scissors to several pairs of jeans soon after.


Miss Dempsey

Had a kind of flighty and vivacious French teacher called Miss Dempsey, who was in her 20's and fairly attractive. The skirts she wore were never particularly long and when she wrote on the blackboard, what God gave her would shake all over the place (possibly by design). There were actually rumours that she had been involved with one of her senior students. Anyway, this one day in class I asked a question, one that was not really unusual or notable or anything at all, but when I asked it, Miss Dempsey stopped what she was doing and sashayed over to my desk. She said, 'You have a brain, don't you, latenighttv?'. I said, 'Ummm, yeah'. Then the teacher leaned right into my face, really close, and breathily whispered : 'Use it'.

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