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.
Mal: Does.. um.. does this seem kind of tight? Kaylee: Shows off your backside.
'Shindig'
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Jen - Dec 02, 2006 7:37:04 am PST #3964 of 10004
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you
ChiKat - Dec 02, 2006 7:37:30 am PST #3965 of 10004
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
My graduating class in HS was 800.
Mine was close to 1,000. My HS was twice as big as my undergrad school.
JenP - Dec 02, 2006 7:41:23 am PST #3966 of 10004
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.
amych - Dec 02, 2006 7:45:29 am PST #3967 of 10004
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
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.
Topic!Cindy - Dec 02, 2006 7:46:29 am PST #3968 of 10004
What is even happening?
Whee! Do you know which flavor, amy?
tommyrot - Dec 02, 2006 7:48:11 am PST #3969 of 10004
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
My grade school class was about 21, and high school was about 180....
::Goes back to cursing the DLL that is on work computer but not laptop::
Topic!Cindy - Dec 02, 2006 7:53:21 am PST #3970 of 10004
What is even happening?
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.
vw bug - Dec 02, 2006 7:55:51 am PST #3971 of 10004
Mostly lurking...
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.
tommyrot - Dec 02, 2006 7:56:01 am PST #3972 of 10004
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
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.
::oh well - missing DLL means there's less work I can do at the moment::
amych - Dec 02, 2006 8:05:09 am PST #3973 of 10004
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Do you know which flavor, amy?
"Christian". i.e., non-denominational independent baptistic (not Baptist, and you'd better not make the mistake), of the sort where "independent" means "all of our teaching materials come from Bob Jones U, all of our students are pressured to go to Bob Jones, and we will never even consider hiring any teacher, preacher, or traveling evangelist who didn't come from the Bob Jones empire". They expelled people for witchcraft -- using dress code violations as evidence. There was no sex ed day in school -- you were directed to listen to Dr. James Dobson's audio tapes. With your parents.
Which is to say, not quite as hardcore as the network of schools that feed into Pensacola College (best known for their single-sex sidewalks) in the same way, but they did indeed consider the Baptist schools lax (because after all, they had a prom).