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Journal Em Emalb's Journal: Do you miss her? 46

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The beautiful girl in your class who smelled so good? The one who smiled and made your day, but you didn't know why?

Do you miss the way she held her head when the teacher was talking?

Do you miss checking her out as she walked out of class? No worries, your senior year you'll grow a pair and ask her out. Don't worry, she'll say yes. That will be one hell of a year. Too bad it didn't last. I wonder what happened to her?

Well, she's getting up in the years, has a couple of kids, put on some pounds. Still looks good, just looks really...tired. Got married, yeah, to that guy. Who'd of thought that would happen? They couldn't stand each other in school.

She's lonely now. Misses being the center of attention in high school. Asks about you when she runs into your parents or friends. Seems impressed with what you've done with your life.

She got your number from your parents, wanted to call you and just talk. She got drunk, called you. Let it ring once, then hung up real quick. You must be busy with your life. She just wanted to check in and say hi.

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  • She called my folks about 2 months ago, my Mom took her number but wouldn't give out mine. I've been debating about calling her back.

    Nice girl, we had a minor fling in High school, ended on a sour note thanks to a now X-girlfriend. Hadn't heard from her in about 5 years, and since then I've been married 3 years bought a house and am living happily.

    Do I really need to stir-up past emotions? I think I'll pass for now.

    Sean D.
  • I think of them now and again.
    They see my mom and talk to her. Get weirded out that I'm living 2000 miles away. Only one has contacted me in the last 10 years though. It was nice to talk to her but no real interest on my part.
    I've pretty much left behind everyone I grew up with.
    • I've pretty much left behind everyone I grew up with.

      Yes. I sure did. Everyone who stayed in my hometown is still there, hanging out at the same places, doing the same things they did 10-15 years ago.

      I hope they are happy. I know I wouldn't be.

    • I've pretty much left behind everyone I grew up with.

      I did the same thing the moment I walked out of my High School gates on the last day, and I've never looked back.

      Then in college (it's a smaller thing here in the UK... more like senior high) I met a bunch of people who went to my high school and were actually worth hanging around with, had an excellent couple of years, and then dropped out when I realised I hadn't done any work. Worth every moment of it, even if I did come out with crap grades.

  • Most of the girls I went to high school with became pregnant before graduation, and some of them are on their second or third marriage. I've bumped into some people from high school in the last few months and they are all amazed at how good I look (since I was fat in HS), but not how well I'm doing (because I was voted most likely to succeed, it isn't a shock). I do miss some girls from college though.

    Funny thing you mentioned about the phone call. I went out to the laundry room last night to get clothe

    • Funny thing you mentioned about the phone call. I went out to the laundry room last night to get clothes out of the dryer. It was a little after midnight.

      No, not funny at all. We've been watching you. Time to retire that blakc shirt. It's old and needs to be pout out to pasture.

      It was 12:10am, to be exact.

      Never doubt us.

      "Hey! Get off my computer, whacko!"

      NO CARRIER
      • Time to retire that blakc shirt. It's old and needs to be pout out to pasture.
        I wasn't wearing a shirt... and my chest isn't that hairy. Actually, all my black "geek" shirts are retired... They are all too big for me now, and I haven't purchased any dark colored clothes lately.

        It was 12:10am, to be exact.
        No, it was 12:03 according to my cell phone log.

        "Hey! Get off my computer, whacko!"
        Sick 'em... Em. (Boy, that just doesn't roll of the tongue, does it? I feel like Austin powers when he said, "Al

        • Try typing a sentence in a journal entry that goes along the lines of:

          I wanted to beat the hell outta em. Then you have to go back and retype it using them, since some knucklehead would come along and say something about beating the hell outta myself.

          Gets old fast...but hey, it's my nick.
    • Damn man, I think we went to the same high school.

      I remember going back to my home town, and visiting that girl. We talked on the phone after I moved away. We talked a lot. We decided we needed to see each other, so I hopped in the car on a whim to go see her. I'd been gone for about 3 years.

      I got up there, and we hung out. Yeah, she still looked good. It was everything else that looked so bad. She didn't want to leave. She liked that town. We went out to dinner, my treat. I was the big computer
      • There were a couple of girls that I really liked in HS. One is the Russian chick who now goes to UTK, and is trying to sleep with me. She's still hot, but it sucks because she was always talking about how big of whore this girl was or that girl was because she slept with a football player. She's now slept with several of the UT football players and most of the track team (according to her... not 100% sure I believe her). She's a hypocrit and I hate that.

        Another one became pregnant before we graduated b

  • I solved that problem though it did mean buying a freezer and paying a little extra in electricity bills...
  • I can honestly say I can think of no one in high school who matches this description.

    Of course, in high school I was just a painfully reclusive introvert, who when spoken to hardly had a kind word and was generally unapproachable. Heh, wait is that now?

    I was the invisible kid, and when I was noticed, it wasn't a good thing. Then I found the hardcore scene, in which I successfully made myself an outcast in an outcast society.

    I remember, many years ago, I had just graduated from college, and I was at the g
  • You got it. Why don't you flaunt it?
    It's just those little things that make a poor boy's dreams come true.

    Go on and take it But take it easy
    'Cause I can see right through ...

    that you don't know me and I don't know me
    and all this time well we play this little game

    You don't know me and I don't know me
    well, 10 years from now will we still look the same?

    walk away, just walk away, walk away from me

    You want it, so go and get it
    life's just the little things and forget about the past and where it came

    Things w

  • yep (Score:2)

    by Triv ( 181010 )
    Sure, I miss her. Problem is, I live with her.

    My girlfriend of three years came back from California after a 2 month internship, decided I wasn't cool anymore and dumped me. That'd all be well and good if we didn't live together in an apartment that was small to begin with and just got much, much smaller. It also doesn't help that she's now sleeping with some actor dude who lives in fucking JERSEY and twisting my guts into a knot every time she doesn't come home, and believe me, she doesn't come home a w

    • sorry dude. there's nothing good i can tell you about that. hope things get better for you soon.
    • I give you props for still living in that apartment. I think I would have broke my lease...anything to leave. Hope things get better for you.
    • Think that's bad... Be glad she wasn't your wife and mother to three of your kids. I've been through that hell. We no longer live together, but yes, I still miss her. Even more every time I see her.

      And 'Em, I met her after high school, so she doesn't meet all te criteria.

      Do I still think about some of the girls from high school? One or two. But I never dated any of them, and none have ever tried to call me. So they don't quite qualify, either.

  • So, I guess then my answer is..erm...No?
    • I never had a 'her'

      You just ruined hundreds of slashdotters' fantasies.

      I would bet, however, you are the 'her' for several people.
      • I would bet, however, you are the 'her' for several people.

        Nope. I was most reclusive. It's always shocking when I run into somebody from high school who remembers my name.

        (And I never had a "him" either, Em.)
    • Fine then, substitute her for him.

      Then see where it takes you. ;)
      • Huh.

        He always had such a cool factor that I, well, didn't. That, and there was this whole religion problem; his family didn't want him dating someone outside it. Everything was entirely platonic -- sometimes I wonder what would have happened if it wasn't.

        I suppose it's time for a google search. He's got a rather unique name. Haven't really thought about this guy in forever...

        And there he is...Wow.

        In a band, running marathons; I'm not surprised. He looks good. Same old person in some way.

        Wel

  • but i do think of her sometimes and wonder what became of her. When I left California she was pregnant by some bastard we knew, and I'm sure he's ditched her by now. I spent some time with her on a few occasions before the move, and I doubt she's gone anywhere by now, or ever will. Hopefully she'll be a good mom, but that'll be hard if she's also the one supporting herself and the kid...
  • No, but I do remember that guy who always made fun of me. He was on the football team and damn proud of it, only that he just warmed the pine the whole game. But I didn't remind him of that. Didn't want to give him more of a reason to hate me. We kinda worked together. I worked in the front office, he worked in the produce department at Krogers. We really didn't communicate, but I was in a nicer position than he was. I know he didn't like that one bit.

    I went to college, and I don't know what happen
    • Heh.

      Nobody really sticks around where I grew up -- if ya do, you're a "townie." My 10 year high school reunion is coming up. I still haven't decided if I'm going or not, but the one thing I *have* decided to do is lose 10 pounds (shouldn't be a problem) just in case I do go.

      I really want to be one of those people that comes back and people say "Wow, she looks great". Actually, in the end, I just want to be thinner than all of the bee-otches I went to school with. The victory is subtle, but it will b

    • Produce manager.
      I never knew that even grocery stores could destroy a man's soul. Managing instead of producing!?!
  • because i recently found a box of old letters and notes. i still have notes from the first girl i was crazy about in high school. i read a few of them. while i don't really miss her, i do hope she's happy with her life. i'm happy with mine (well, happy in love, just not work), so i don't see why others shouldn't be happy, too.

    before i got married i found myself wondering about girls i never had the nerve to ask out. found out at my 10 year reunion that i would have gotten some yes answers. but i dete
  • Been there, done him.

    Next!

    But honestly, I'm long past... the past. Delighted that I have what I have. Can't imagine my life turning out any closer to what I ever hoped it would be. Even got myself a geek, just like I always wanted!! :-)

    ....Bethanie....
  • 1) Are you thinking of submitting these to Adrian Tomine? I'm sure he'd make a great "Optic Nerve" out of 'em.

    2)I went to an all boys highschool. I had none of that. For me it was "yeah, senior year, my dead-beat friends from the public school KICKED YOUR FUCKING ASSES! you asshole jocks! How Ironic that the #1 wrestler in Jersey got his face pummeled while in a headlock! BITCHES."
    • Who is Adrian Tomine? Too lazy to google, not to reply. See how that works?

      Sorry to hear you went to Federal Pound me in the ass erm, wait. Sorry to hear you went to an all boys school.

      Or not. Seems you turned out ok, huh?
      • Adrian Tomine is this guy who writes these indie comics that are like Smiths songs done in ink- lots of heartbrake-y moments.

        As for turning out okay- well, thats always up for debate.

  • Since I just saw her a few hours ago.

    She was a year younger than me. She had the most wonderful personality, and I thought the most attractive person I had ever met. We grew closer as friends once I got to know her. We would watch Melrose Place and Beverly Hills 90210 together while talking on the phone. She would share things in her life I don't think she shared with anyone else.

    Of course, I was too much of a coward to ever make any move. Eventually I did make one lame gesture that was rejected.

  • Had a crush on her for three years. Became okay friends senior year. Haven't seen nor heard of her since. And she skipped the reunion two years ago:(

    Then there were the college girls...

  • Hell yes I remember her. I remember how her school uniform skirt fit (I went to Catholic school), I remember her fragrance, her handwriting, her favorite jewerly, her car, her preference for lacy demi-cup bras, how she did her hair, I remember it all.

    I graduated in 1978 and I still remember all this.

    She was about 5'4", blonde, hazel eyes, she looked a bit like Michelle Pfieffer except her nose had an ever so slight upturn at the tip. She was the head cheerleader, had the lead roles in the school plays,
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      • I have to tell another story while we're on this subject.

        In High School, Junior year, I saw or read something about getting feelings off your chest by writing letters and not sending them. I had a lot of feelings to get off my chest then.

        I wrote a letter to KL, the object of the grandpost to this one. It was a long, intimate letter about my feelings for her, what an inspiration she was for me, how much I wanted her in my life, in my future, and I delved into details like how I often leaned forward in ho
  • She got drunk, called you. Let it ring once, then hung up real quick. You must be busy with your life. She just wanted to check in and say hi.

    Christ, I wish she'd call.

    She was perfect. She even smelled perfect. I still go into a cold sweat if I sniff the brand of soap she used.

    I don't think about her every day, Probably only six days out of seven, for the last decade and a half. One day of rest for six days of worshiping her memory like an angry an arbitrary Old Testament God who commands "You shall hav

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