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High School Feelings

Oh, how I longed to be popular back then! Tell the truth,I was miserable as a wet hen. Was my hair right, did I have any horrid pimples? Never realizing how slim I was and had the cutest, sweet, attractive dimple! I even had a brand new red and white convertible. But this "popularity" thing was truly incorrigible. That feeling to be part of the top group still remains. Decades, later, I still feel like a caboose on the back of a train. 7/3/2021

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Joe Dimino

Date: 7/4/2021 8:51:00 AM

Can't even remember HS. Where I put my toothbrush is concern enough. You are a gem my friend. Keep writing! Blessings!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/4/2021 10:24:00 AM

Prince de Mino~Happy Fourth, but do not feel we are a Free country anymore. A darkness has crushed our freedom. But...it will come back! Big tech aka Communists cannot crush our spirits. Lies de jour,aka Propoganda, cannot. Nor BLM nor Antifa. Both avowed Marxist groups. I will not let them ruin a Capitalist world. Woke can all...walk. Glad we are friends, Besf to Ila. See new poem, am posting in 1/2 hour, time here is 10:20 amPST. Love to you both, Pangie xx

Charlie Smith

Date: 7/3/2021 7:23:00 PM

I think we all long for a re-do. Well done

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/3/2021 11:04:00 PM

Thanks Charlie, wonderful to see you. I personally never want to relive hS days! To be an adolescent? Not for for me, Pangie xx

Robert L. Hinshaw

Date: 7/3/2021 4:59:00 PM

I know some in my hi school who thought they were the creme of the crop - interestingly some of them turned out to be bums and losers. Just remember: He who is first shall be last; He who is last shall be first (in the life to come!!)

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/3/2021 11:01:00 PM

My HS classmates? Pretty sharp. All had college degrees and married well.. But have not seen them for decades. So do not know. Never attended one reunion. Was just glad to graduate, Bob, need I tell you the world is rife with losers. I do not see myself as a "last." and I am not certain as to it's Biblical meaning. Last what? LOL Pangie HAPPY 4th

Elena Eagle

Date: 7/3/2021 12:42:00 PM

Hello - I really enjoyed this poem. So true no matter what period. Just timeless for people to relate to.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/3/2021 10:53:00 PM

Elena, your use of words is highly effective and meaningful. Do you have classes in line!)) Hugs, Pangie x

Quoth Theraven

Date: 7/3/2021 12:09:00 PM

Panagiota, I miss those caboose's in the night. Well worth the wait for the litte red flashing light. -Richard

Quoth Theraven
Date: 7/3/2021 10:36:00 PM

Sings like a lullaby, one with a whistle along long tracks that go this away and that. -R

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/3/2021 12:39:00 PM

Nice memories, Richard. Very sweet, Pangie xx

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 7/3/2021 11:47:00 AM

Hello panagiota, In our teens years sometimes our skin break out in pimples and blackheads. so we try hard to take care of our skin. It is a part of growing up. Hugs xx

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 7/4/2021 10:56:00 AM

Hellopanagiota i would not bow at their feet. Hugs xx

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/3/2021 12:37:00 PM

Hi! I thought I was the only one who had such feelings. Many teens do, they just mask them. Guys act Macho. Girls become cheerleaders and cute.some girls still act like 50 year old high schoolers. Such arrogant old snot nosed show .offs. They expect us to bow at their feet.. ugh. Pangie xx

Tom Cunningham

Date: 7/3/2021 8:38:00 AM

Sometimes we're our own worst enemy never giving ourselves enough credit. Tom

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/3/2021 11:14:00 AM

Thank you. I tell it like it is for me. I am not a philosopher. FYI...I am no weakling and brought myself down the highway of life. Plenty about me you do not know. I am unafraid to be me in a poem. No matter who snickers at me! PR xx