no boys allowed in the room!!!!

Ewan 4eva btw. Man's got it at any age.

ewan was #1 crush when i was 17-18 but it was mostly surrounding his trainspotting look. i have a pic somewhere of my wall in high school, its mostly a collage of his face. lol. hes still hot imo

If we're talking high school, I think I predated you all as the sour/dour velvet blazer wearing grouch who people found "hard to talk to" and "standoffish". For a while people called me Beetlejuice (because they were stupid). I say this with the understanding that I was grouchy, guarded, and not the easiest person on earth to talk to. My best friend at school was the bubbly punk princess who everyone -- and I mean everyone -- wanted to sleep with. Compared to her, I was an alien. Thinking about this is making me so nostalgic!

in high school i was called everything from billy corgan to wednesday adams

i was called chuckie
as in the doll

:(

http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/780989/Billy+Corgan.jpg

http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpvu4z3U9E1qk5gbr.jpg

http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/500/29389837/Billy+Corgan+billy525.jpg

#1 highschool crush

http://www.hauntedhouses.com/photos-movies/beetlejuice/beetlejuice141.jpeg

Wait Roxy - I actually so of see a corgan resemblance! You have similar bone structure!

hahaha jeez. it was v pronounced in high school. for a period i wore all my hair up in a toboggan and ppl thought i was bald.

wanted to be a boy really really bad

i was into pop punk and the beastie boys and wore huge pants so yeah i hung out with skater dudes and was in love with all of them probably

― (♥___♥) (roxymuzak), Friday, October 19, 2012 11:52 PM (Yesterday) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

This is me p much exactly. CF the pic of me in my sweet JNCOS knocking aroud the lolcollege thread

haha i love that pic and u look so much like my bff in high school in it. we would have been friends for certain

:)

and I fucking loved Stussy. lol. I had the greatest mint green and brown striped hoodie t shirt thing that I wore to death.

i never actually owned any stussy which might explain my sudden strange interest in it now

That was when I was young, maybe like 14. I remember it really clearly because it was at a store on FI and I took a ziploc back full of singles (I was busing tables for my parents) to the store and paid for it in basically all coin and singles.

lol. i had these:

http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=47885779

when my friend jason came to pick me up once i fell down 14 times in a row - it was icy

hahahaha

ahhhhhhhhhhh I forgot about those! I multi-colored stripped platform converse. They were really hard to walk in ice or no ice.

striped, even

The soles were stiff iirc so you sorta clomped around

THEN AGAIN i rescued my removable ruffle-fronted white blouse from my clothing archive recently and i've been considering resurrecting it
it's pretty lol

haha i wore them sledding once! why

also the soles eventually wore down to almost normal height. the bottom was like...foamy. not really like the rest of the sole. they were weird.

i used to wear my grandfathers pants every day. i also collected articles of brown corduroy clothing hoping to one day have a full suit's worth. i found a brown corduroy tie in the costume shop of the school's theater, i was really excited

plaid pants and baby t's, that was my steez. also seems like i just kind of like festooned myself with tiny toys

if my hair wasnt in a ridiculous toboggan it was like this:

http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_magjjo0Stj1rrg8k9o1_500.jpg

my best friend in college came back from the cheapskate shoe store with a pair of red high heeled spice-girls sneakers. They were like, 6 inch heels, ankle strap the whole nine. She was delighted beyond words.
Being a pretty ungirly girl I was appalled, lol

I had a pair of brown check pants I got in clearance at a surf store, and a pair of rust-colored hessian-kinda material wideleg pants that my mum made me. I wore both til they fell off me.
and my Aloha Mr Hand beasties tshirt, other band tshirts, and like 100,000 slightly fitted Bonds tshirts (kind of like a baby tee but thicker stretchy cotton, v hardwearing, v popular in the 90s)

You guys were much cooler than I was! I was reined in until college, when I went crazy with used men's work clothes from the farm store, janitors' shirts with name patches that said "Dave" and "Dan" on them, and cut all my hair off and dyed it copper, and my mother told my extended family that I had chosen to be ugly.

It was a rough 5 years or so with that relationship.

oh man the shirts with men's name patches on them were totally a thing

In jr high I fought a constant battle to rescue my jeans with holes in them from the laundry because otherwise they'd be thrown out, and I had a Tshirt from the skate store 50 miles away that had a skull and crossed fishbones on it and complained about companies polluting the river. Would sneak all to school and change there, add a bandana wrap around my hair, got in trubble (unsurprisingly). I think I mostly gave up by high school and just followed along for the next 4 years until I could leave.

i wore lipsticks of various brown shades

jeans were holey which was illegal at school, i was terrified of turning corners and running into the principal. this fear lasted til a couple years after high school i find myself getting tense turning corners in holey jeans

Hah!! They weren't even illegal at my school, but my teachers couldn't believe my mother would approve of my dressing that way and eventually someone told her! lol small towns I hate u

I cut off all my hair in my final year of high school, suuuuuuuuuuper short crop, and dyed it black. as I wore more and more men's shirts and pants mum took to wondering out loud in public if she would have to start buying me men's underwear. iirc once I got to college she told all her friends I was a lesbian

Oh moms.

lol @ moms

My family suffered through all my intense crushes on boys who never liked me, they knew in my heart of hearts I dreamed of being kissed by a greasy skater boy with long bangs.

oh and the last 2 years of hs I was always, always getting into trouble for being 'out of uniform'. I was always wearing black knee high socks and or black turtlenecks under school sweaters, or wearing my jesus sandals instead of horrible tbar sandals

Actually I'm not even sure I dreamed of being kissed, I kind of got stuck on the part of that fantasy where boys liked you back and THEN what did you do?!?? Horrors. Jesus would not approve.

In 7th grade I asked out a boy I was friends with, he said he'd think about it and then avoided me forever. So I didn't ask out any more boys after that ;_;

I was crushed on a couple of times by guys I liked but too freaked out to do anything bcz OMG so I did nothing

i had a very very hard crush on a dude since 8th grade, it lasted all the way through high school when we became friends and after when i found out he had a crush on me too but by then i already had a boyfriend who was terrible

Oh us.

here let me add to the stereotype in terrible fashion

my favorite crush was a guy in the year below me, we met on a school trip when I was in 10th grade. totally best buds, and then my friends and his friends all got together and figured out that we liked each other and decided to set us up. like coming to my tent one night and dragging me over to his tent in a shitty version of that Sandy/Danny thing in Grease and I was so freaked out by the pressure and audience of it all that I told everyone to get fucked and ran off. And avoided him for the rest of the trip. And then made out with a horrrrrrrrrrrrrrible guy in the back of the bus on the way home, and got caught by the teacher so everyone knew including my crush.

a few years later we met up at a party and holy fuck he had gotten even more smoking hot than he had been then, took me up to his attic and showed me all these sketches and gave me a kiss and told me that he had always been in love with me and then my friend caused a calamity by being super inappropriately drunk and terrible and I had to leave.
I totally missed the boat on him and I still kick myself about it to this day. he was a sweetheart.

daaamn

I had Esprit platform sneakers. I bought them on clearance at the Willowbrook Mall.

velvet blazer wearing grouch who people found "hard to talk to" and "standoffish": check (omg velvet jackets)
wanted to be a boy really really bad: check
stuck on the part of that fantasy where boys liked you back and THEN what did you do?!??: haha also check

wanted to be a boy really bad but real boys wdn't talk to me; went within a year or two from being the tomboy whose friends were all boys bcz they were the people I had interests in common with, to being the weirdo that all the boys roll their eyes at and leave the room after about 3 words if she starts talking, bcz ugh no we don't have anything in common with her, cooties etc

puberty, huh?

watched a recent film with former teenage crush Jonny Lee Miller in and spent the whole thing going "that totally isn't JLM, he doesn't even look like JLM, that is not the back-of-neck I spent most of Hackers harbouring a sudden irrational desire to lick aged 15" etc

(damn, VG)

(reposting bcz i brainfarted & put this on the wrong thread)

school trips seemed to be my steez tho, that's how I met my bf in my final year of hs. also a year younger than me. also similarly complexioned to the other crush, and was kind of good friends with him except I didn't find that out til later. lol. so we got all bff-y and I crushed super hard, and THEN, I found out when we got back from the trip that he was kind of seeing a friend of mine. I had no idea about that at all until we all got drunk at a party, and ended up sitting in her driveway, her, him, and me basically roundtabling who he should go out with. O_o

we were together for maybe 6 months but then I got accepted to uni and was moving out of home and 2 hours away, and he wanted to call it quits so I could sow my wild oats. which never got sown except when I was drunk so it was kind of a pointless exercise.

he was cool tho. probly the first guy i ever felt like i loved? he told me in a teary drunk phone conversation the night before I moved to the us permanently that I was the only girl he had ever loved. which is maybe cliche to say out loud but felt v true at the time. we stayed friends, and still keep in touch in a very vague happy birthday once a year way. oddly enough he ended up marrying a girl with the same name as me

I went to an all-girls' HS so didn't have must interaction with guys in during the school year. There were boys that we sort of hung out with on Fire Island who were total assholes to me. On of them, Austin, used to shout "HUGE ERECTION!" whenever I was around because this was somehow mocking me in an "as if i'd ever get hard because of her her" sort of way. Somehow I wound up with a "boyfriend" named Carlos out there in the Spring of my freshman year. I let him go up my shirt and he dumped me the next week.

I lost a bunch of weight and gained a bunch of confidence my junior year and when I went back out to the beach that spring people sort of lost their minds. I didn't go a day without hearing multiple comments about how great I looked or how I should model. People who had either ignored me or outright made fun of me wanted to be my friend all of a sudden. While it was all very nice to hear it was yet another thing that reinforced the whole being thin being thin = being a better person in every way. Fucked up. I briefly dated a guy named kevin who had sandy hair and amazing dimples. He sang me a NIN song and then broke up with me when I wouldn't let him finger me.

Later that summer I went away to a creative writing workshop program for HS students at a college in The Berkshires. While I was unpacking my stuff I looked out my window and saw a boy with floppy dark hair, glasses, a Jesus Lizard tee shirt, army shorts and docs waling across the parking lot. His name was Chris and a couple nights later we held hands on bus during a field trip and I thought my heart was going to beat its way out of my chest. The next morning he knocked on my door and told me he wanted to be with me. We ended up dating for a year and a half and he was my first everything. We split briefly during our first weeks of college and I still remember the last lines of an email he sent me when we got back together. It said:

May the simplicity and complacency of our past return and flourish under the lights of a new era. And shit.