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April 28, 2004 8:16 AM- the end of high school

Okay. First I have to deal with this high school thing cause it's wigging me out.

I went to high school. Of the 200 kids I graduated with, 15 had been in school with me since kindergarten, another 30 had been with me since elementary school, and another 150 had been with me since junior high. I don't know who those other 5 kids were. But I can tell you this, the day after graduation I got on a plane and went to Wyoming and I never went back.

Flash forward. I'm teaching in a boarding prep school. Thought it would be a great gig -- summers off and all that. Wrong-o. Boarding school is where all the people go who never, ever want to leave the high school milieu. At boarding school, the population is 250 adolescents to 35 adults. I think you can guess whose mores rule. So, not only did I go through my own adolescence which is what Camus was talking about when he said what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, I have now lived through another half dozen adolescences thanks to my students and I can tell you that there is nothing a teenager can say or do that I haven't seen or heard (or done myself) before.

So. I'm done with high school. Really done. And then, I oddly enter the blogging world and lo and behold there are those who wish to perpetuate the competitive and elitist environment of high school. Wild. I do understand that it is programmed into our American genes-- this is the core of Survivor people, if you aren't familiar with the show. Human nature is all about taking out the weakest element. And I have to admit I was totally and completely stunned to get flamed for asking tech questions to a couple of bloggers. That's so high school! I did laugh at their weenie egos that they needed to feel big by my lack of "blog knowledge", but still, it was a real splash of cold water in the face.

But here's the thing. I'm not buying. I'm not in competition with anyone. I don't mind if you don't want to stop by and say hi. I'd just as soon all the nasty-ass people stay away. And I'll just enjoy my silly hobby here.

Having said all this, I'm so so so glad I did this blog thing because I have connected with some of the coolest, sweetest, most fun people I would never have met otherwise. So, that's all I have to say about high school.

Now, Madame Fab asked,

1. What is your standby recipe in an emergency?
That would have to be pizza. We always have yeast, flour, sauce on hand. If you're lucky, it will have mozzarella cheese. If it is a true emergency, you might be looking at something a bit more creative like pesto pizza, alfredo pizza or cheddar pizza.

2. What celebrity do you look like?
Well, in graduate school I had a flatmate once who was a wild, night-clubbin' lesbian from Munich, Germany (my other flat mate was a 55-year old former nun from Ohio-- it was quite a summer . . ) who called me Madonna. Now, I think she was only saying that cause she wanted to get into my pants. At least I'm hoping so because I think Madonna is truly ugly. I really do. Always have. But, I'll let you judge for yourself. I just procured me a superhero necklace called "bluepoppy" and when I get a photo of it with me wearing it-- I'll post it and let you tell me what celebrity I look like. (As long as it isn't Will Farrell I'm okay).

3. What song always gets stuck in your head?
It's a very weird thing cause I never watched this show, but what goes round and round for me and I am often caught singing at work (which can be a bit embarrassing depending on who just came around the corner) is the beginning snatch of TheTonight Show with Johnny Carson. You know, da-da-da-da--dahh, da-da-DA-daaaaah. That one.

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wee says:
I always wanted to go to prep school. It was the kilts and my New England obssession. Then again, I always wanted a tail too...a long, fluffy one, possibly ringed...like a raccoon. But who's being mean too you?!! That's so weird... I've been doing this bloggity thang for about two years now and no one has ever been mean to me. Which is making me think I must be doing something wrong. And hi, Yogagirl. I think you're really groovy too and Kipper is the sweetest thang I evah did see!
posted on: April 28

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otter says:
I just saw that necklace yesterday and thought of you!! How cool to have a necklace named after you... Mean people need to fuck off. Ignore them. You rock in the most rockingest manner possible.
posted on: April 28

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wee says:
Yeah! what she said. And it really is too bad that the wolf does not get along with other dogs 'cuz I would so totally run away with you! And wait...you've got a necklace named after you?!!
posted on: April 28

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bluepoppy says:
Okay, let's try this again. I was, uh, oh yeah-- (rocking out) Wee and Otter, are you real or are you just angels here to give me some happiness to get through this cold, cruel world cause you two just MADE MY FUCKING DAY. MWAH (that's a smooch)
posted on: April 28

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wee says:
O...I'm definitely an angel. A kilt wearing angel with a long fluffy tail, a sensitive olfactory system and a major jones for chocolate.
posted on: April 28

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wee says:
...And a big black dog with a spot on her tongue who is definitely going to get a much needed bath tonight and is currently making it very clear that if I don't back away from the computer and take her on her walk RIGHT bloody NOW she's going to expire... or call the Humane Society and report how seriously neglectful I am. yes, that's right...my dawg can use the phone. AND the phonebook.
posted on: April 28

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bluepoppy says:
Your dog can use the phonebook? Damn. My dog chewed the phonebook. Different breeds, I guess.
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Carrie says:
haha yeah, those crazy Brits and their loopy shoe sizes! Blog people can be really odd.
posted on: April 28

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bluepoppy says:
BTW, Carrie, thanks for the Zappos link-- wicked.
posted on: April 28

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mihow says:
I think I'm coming in on the tail end of something and possibly filling in the blanks a bit, but... there are folks out there on the internet who give me that same feeling I get upon entering a really unkept, stinky public bathroom. Then there are some who are just truly amazing and wonderful and who have pushed me through some of the roughest times imaginable. Lately, this has become even more clear. My husband and I are moving out west in just two short weeks and some of the fine folks from San Francisco (who I have yet to meet) have helped me out with things like who to call for west coast internet access to where to get a decent bagel. The internet, with all its crap, is ultimately pretty wonderful, no?
posted on: April 28

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bluepoppy says:
Mihow-- lovely to hear how the internet is working right! Very cool. Yes, I guess the internet/blog world is like anything else-- avoid the stinky public bathrooms and use ritzy hotel bathrooms whenever possible!
posted on: April 28

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finelyspungirl says:
I'm so sorry that people have been mean to you! F**k them, I say. I have 'met' very nice people since I started blogging and found some very cool sites, like yours:)
posted on: April 28

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bluepoppy says:
Thank you finelyspunggirl, I'm gonna do that. Except is it okay if I take the **s out and just say FUCK them!?
posted on: April 28

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