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What is your favorite high school memory?

Asked by TheIntern55 (4260points) September 25th, 2011

I just started high school and it’s okay. However, it has its flaws, like most schools: The building has been around since the mid ‘70’s, the classes are harder, and one of my friends left( cough, cough, jellyfish3232). They say we will make life long memories, but I couldn’t imagine what kind. So, what is your favorite memory of high school? What did you like/hate the most?

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Neizvestnaya's avatar

Our Track & Field and Cross Country teams. Most of us had already been running competitively throughout Junior High so when we got split up into different High Schools it was a bit exciting to compete against each other even more fervently than as once team mates. We had great times at the meets, similar to family reunions.

Blueroses's avatar

My favorite memory is finding the courage to go to a dramatic audition and callback and landing a lead in the play. The cast felt like a family which was exactly what I needed to harbor me from the rest of the public high school experience.

Dutchess_III's avatar

Gosh…well, I’ll tell you….you won’t really realize what your favorite part about HS was until you’re all grown up and weighed down with family and responsibility. I think my favorite memory of HS was…just being there. Just looking through the course list and picking out some bit of knowledge I wanted to learn…year book, what ever.

I remember sitting in my Year Book class in 76. They’d play music from the office over the intercom. The radio station always played “Rollar Coaster” during that time. There were all kinds of rumors that some one was actually killed and their screams caught on tape and became part of the song.

Once at the commons, the ice cream dispenser sort of broke…you didn’t need money to get ya some! : )

Learning about sex and love and all of that amazing stuff.

laineybug's avatar

Well I started high school a month ago, but my favorite memories so far are all from marching band, mostly my first competition which was last weekend. I know, I’m a dork. and I have no life.

Dutchess_III's avatar

: ) Track meets, @laineybug! Yeah! That’s a good memory!

Mariah's avatar

I think my favorite high school memories are from freshman year, being very active in the band. The upperclassmen were much more accepting of the freshmen than I was expecting, and I felt validated and at home.

Also, realizing during senior year, just in time to leave them, how our class felt like a big family. There was little of that stereotypical “clique” stuff – there were “groups,” but people from all sorts of various groups were friendly and interested in each other.

zenvelo's avatar

My favorite memories from high school had little to do with academics except that is where I met so many people. The highlights:

1. Maryanne McGowan asking me to dance. She was older, and was the first girl to ever asked me to dance.

2. On our senior ski trip, Lynn O. grabbing my hand and kissing me.

3. The basketball team winning the league senior year.

4. The anti Vietnam rally/classroom moratorium sit in in our center court. I was a freshman; the seniors were facing the prospect of being drafted the next year.

Hibernate's avatar

@TheIntern55 at some point you’ll have your good memories. Remember it just started it’s not like every day will be the same for the next years. ^^

King_Pariah's avatar

Sex in the school’s new pool.

downtide's avatar

Well, I left high school in 1986 and I’ve yet to recall one single tolerable thing about it.

wilma's avatar

Being part of a great band, going to sporting events, being voted homecoming queen, having a few ah-ha! moments in classes that would momentarily (at least) stump the teacher.

Dutchess_III's avatar

Being accused of plagiarizing a story I wrote for an English class. : )

TheIntern55's avatar

I’m a band geek too, so don’t worry for the few of you who said that was their favorite part!
Also, you are all right about it (hopefully) getting better.
I think it would still be better with jellyfish3232 though:) He got me to join Fluther and I miss him:(

tranquilsea's avatar

Leaving. School felt like prison for too many years.

dabbler's avatar

I enjoyed cross-country practice, a fellow teammate and I did workouts one summer on the LA mountain fireroads nearby.

Another fond memory is also running related, it was the time some of the girls track team went streaking around the girls’ gym after practice.
That was many years ago and that sort of sight was not so easy to come by.
The only boys who would be around at that time were some of us from the boy’s track team after our practice. We were dazzled.

Dutchess_III's avatar

HA HA! @dabbler! Brad Y went streaking thorough the halls one afternoon! TOTALLY wrecked our Biology class for the day!

martianspringtime's avatar

My psychology class.

Aside from that, just very minor general things – sitting in the grass at lunch (before it was ~outlawed~ for no apparent reason), getting out of class at any opportunity just to walk around for the hell of it, visiting the goats and other animals in the animal science class, passing notes (more like page long letters) at least three times a day folded into tiny arrows, playing card games with the girl who sat next to me in one of my classes, just generally being immature and annoying I guess.

For the most part it was just a big blur of monotony though.

dabbler's avatar

@Dutchess_III Sounds like an enhanced biology class !

Dutchess_III's avatar

@dabbler LOL! Indeed! “Yes, kids. Quickly! Quickly now! Gather ‘round! And here whoosh! there we had a fine example of the most obvious portion of the male reproductive system. Now, write a comparison paper on that vs the reproductive system of the gutted frogs you have lying on your desk. Also, compare the gluteous maximus muscles in motion of the human specimen vs the stationary buttox of the dead frog.” :)

Bryar's avatar

I’m making new memories every day. =]

Dutchess_III's avatar

My favorite memory of high school is one I didn’t recognize until about 10 years later…when the most stressful thing in my life was breaking up with my boyfriend. No bills, no real worries. Go to school, come home, eat dinner, hand out with friends. Sit in the nice, heated or air conditioned house with two bathrooms and my own bedroom, and preach to the folks about how old fashioned and materialistic they were!

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