tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10077755.post38542422573316385..comments2024-01-04T11:28:58.940-05:00Comments on 16: "No period baby!" 30: "No period - baby?": Long term effectsNicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08143624995056397789noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10077755.post-9797887190967199552007-09-19T06:02:00.000-05:002007-09-19T06:02:00.000-05:00i was one of those people whom you'd probably have...i was one of those people whom you'd probably have gotten along with - i had friends, but wasn't popular, per se. i was completely uncomfortable around guys, unless i thought of them as "only friends," and wasn't sexually active - or perceived as attractive - in high school at all. i was one of those who bloomed in university, where the geeks began to rise to the top a little more.<BR/><BR/>the leftover high school feelings of insecurity left me, for the most part, until i moved back to my hometown at 33. and started running into people who'd snubbed me in grade 8 at the grocery store. man, that was weird. i would see them and freeze, and feel this sense of complete inadequacy, and then give my head a shake...and either say hi or just walk on by. but it was a really strange flashback feeling for someone who'd seen herself as a sociable, well-liked extravert for many years.Bonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14403701620708365171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10077755.post-74191240700583092802007-09-17T07:30:00.000-05:002007-09-17T07:30:00.000-05:00My high school was HUGE and there were tons of pop...My high school was HUGE and there were tons of popular cliques. I think I might have wanted to 'fit in'in junior high because I moved to a new city and wanted friends - I remember that clearly, but then I realized the popular kids were assholes, so wasn't interested. I hung out with the punks and anarchists - I enjoyed the nonconformist.<BR/><BR/>Funny though because I started a job about 6 years ago with a bunch of youngish people who used to go for "wings and beer" and I never went - I wasn't interested. Then I joined the softball team and became the popular person - not only on the team, but at the office and it was nice, but only half of them were assholes (and you knew that the assholes were the popular ones at school - based on looks alone).<BR/><BR/>But yeah - it definitely sticks with you. I'm going to have to think more about this - thanks Nico.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10077755.post-56780448648563320112007-09-17T05:10:00.000-05:002007-09-17T05:10:00.000-05:00UK schools don't seem to be quite as bad on this f...UK schools don't seem to be quite as bad on this front. I was definitely unathletic but I wasn't unpopular - I always had friends - but I wasn't secure in my friendships. things got a lot better when I went to university so i think I've been more confident in my friendships since.Thaliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12125639207843989848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10077755.post-26440012684059265022007-09-16T17:13:00.000-05:002007-09-16T17:13:00.000-05:00When you mentioned the two HA friends, that remind...When you mentioned the two HA friends, that reminde me of my trip to Minn to see Jitters and Alexa. They see each other off and on and I've only met Alexa once and Jitters never. I intentionally sat at the table so that Alexa and Jitters could be across from each other, physically placing myself outside. It was easier to do it on my own terms then to find myself outside by either of their actions.<BR/><BR/>It's funny (not in the ha-ha) way how our adolecent years really do seem to be the core of our adult activities. I want so much for my son to fit in, to be athletic, to be popular because it sucks the other way, no matter how nicely you try to make "individuality" look good.DDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17864339996118337420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10077755.post-12504605246334919132007-09-16T16:37:00.000-05:002007-09-16T16:37:00.000-05:00I was lucky in that the high school I went to was ...I was lucky in that the high school I went to was kind of small and not very clique-y. There were definitely groups that hung together, but not to the exclusion of others. I had my close friends but got along with pretty much every one. I've never cared a hell of a lot what people thought of me and that's only gotten stronger as I've gotten older.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com