My graduating class in HS was 800.
Mine was just under 500, I think.
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My graduating class in HS was 800.
Mine was just under 500, I think.
My graduating class was 65 people. My town had one elementary school, one junior high school, and one high school, so I went from kindergarten to the 12th grade with those same 65 people.
It was oppressive. I couldn't wait to get out.
My graduating class in HS was 800.
Mine was close to 1,000. My HS was twice as big as my undergrad school.
There are about 25 people on LJ who list my high school, none from my year. One was born the year I graduated, so...
And one has a "more cowbell" icon. He was born three years after I graduated.
My HS class was 666, which we made much of; the hub's was 12-ish, in the flavor of fundie school where they think the Baptists are too liberal.
Whee! Do you know which flavor, amy?
My grade school class was about 21, and high school was about 180....
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My senior class was 400+, and my high school (grades 10 through 12, then) was ~1200.
My first college roommate graduated with a class of something like two dozen, and had as many penpals as she had classmates. We had two things in common: our age, and our sex. We lasted the year. We never had a falling out, but were both happy to agree to live with other people, from sophmore year on.
All this talk has reminded me that one of my teachers e-mailed me over a year ago, and I was in a stubborn phase and never e-mailed him back. Oh, dear. Just looked up the e-mail. It's been a year and a half. I'm evil.
My freshman roomie was a bastard who made fun of me for "being gay" and once threatened to shoot me with his bow and arrow.
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