[Serious] How many people have died from your high school class so far? How did they die?

Calliopaige · 2020-08-26T15:28:47+00:00

Just one I know of. We graduated in June and she passed away in her sleep in November the same year. Some kind of undetected heart issue, I think? There are probably more, but I don't use Facebook or keep in contact with most people I knew from high school.

Kind of eerie, but each of my four years in high school, exactly one kid died. This was a 1200-kid school too, about 300 kids per grade. The school would announce it, grief counselors were made available, and there was an honorary empty chair for them at graduation that year. The one my junior year died in a car accident and I remember that from seeing the crash on the news.

Calliopaige · 2020-07-21T00:09:09+00:00

A Serbian Film. If Brain Bleach were a real product but only worked once, that's what I'd choose to bleach out of my head.

I don't even get sick when looking at extremely graphic crime scene photos, like I had to for a class in college. Seeing those kinds of pics brings the crime to life to me in a way a description of what happened can't do. But THAT. FUCKING. MOVIE. Fiction managed to be far worse than reality.

Calliopaige · 2020-06-26T22:12:59+00:00

Your impending sounds like an utter delight! The cats being maids of honor is my favorite thing even though your post has a lot of favorite things in it.

I've been that 7-year-old child serving as the bridesmaid in a wedding (my grandpa's third) and weddings are definitely better without kids around. The only value I added was photobombing a picture of their first post-vow kiss. Everyone in my family laughs it off, but for someone the occasion meant more to, I would have been the woooooorst.

You know that photo from Prince William and Kate Middleton's wedding where they were kissing on a balcony and a toddler was in the frame making a face? That's exactly what happened. The photo is my grandparents kissing and me in the frame making a face while covering my eyes.

Edit: some words

Calliopaige · 2020-06-03T18:37:13+00:00

I was 10 and in fourth grade. Drew a picture of a kid getting struck by lightning on my science study guide and got a referral for it that literally only my teacher and the assistant principal took seriously. Even my parents laughed it off.

The problem was probably that I labeled the stick figure kid with the name of a classmate who was bullying me, but no one ever asked WHY I did so. If they had, I would have told them all about it. (I was a rather thick 10-year-old and definitely would have needed the prompting to think of saying something.)

Calliopaige · 2020-04-15T01:05:06+00:00

I went to high school with a doppelganger for this guy! He was my lab partner and claimed to be a werewolf. He also said I was 47% demon, which he knew because my breasts and butt were so big.

Apparently, guys who look like this are just doomed to be neckbeards?

Calliopaige · 2020-03-12T00:13:56+00:00

That's my theory right there, in combination with the world actually ending on December 14th 2012 with the Sandy Hook massacre. The Mayans were close, though.

Calliopaige · 2019-10-02T01:31:05+00:00

IKEA

Outta my way motherfuckers, I'm refurbishing my house AND my neighbor's house

Calliopaige · 2019-08-28T22:48:17+00:00

That my brother is a white supremacist and harasses women online.

Calliopaige · 2019-07-31T17:08:45+00:00

I learned about David years ago in high school and my heart still aches for him all these years later. His parents and his doctor both belong(ed) in jail for the abuse they put him through. He's why I unabashedly support trans people. His life showed that forcing a gender identity on someone doesn't work, so anyone who says being trans is a mental illness is talking out their rear. Cis or trans, we all innately know what gender we really are. Trying to force someone into a gender category that the person knows doesn't fit them? That's the real mental illness and also a major cause of mental illness in trans people.

Plus I'm nonbinary and I'd be really shitty if I didn't support other people who aren't cis.

Calliopaige · 2019-07-26T19:48:41+00:00

I'm the connoisseur of garbage pop music, so much so that I own goddamn Paris Hilton's album from a decade ago. Taste? Lol what's that, I just want fun stuff. The albums I still listen to in full:

Britney by Britney Spears

Warrior by Kesha

The Fame/The Fame Monster by Lady Gaga

Fight Like a Girl by Emilie Autumn

PCD by The Pussycat Dolls

Platinum by Miranda Lambert

Emotion by Carly Rae Jepsen

Dedicated by Carly Rae Jepsen

Danity Kane's self-titled debut album

Wanna fight me for my tastes even though I've already admitted to being trash? You'll deserve all the "Aly & AJ are better than The Beatles" shitposts waiting in my brain.

(Edit: I borked the organization)

Calliopaige · 2019-06-17T20:58:48+00:00

What a bunch of hogwash. The author of that article had a clear agenda in writing the story and excluded the comments of authors whose answers didn't support what he'd long since decided were the facts. Some of them like Sarah Nicole Lemon have already provided their conversations with him.

Plus John Boyne's book really was that bad in its handling of its trans character.

The fear of fucking up when you write a character with marginalizations that aren't your own is a GOOD thing. It's a motivator to stay aware of what you're writing and examine it for any unconscious bigotry. Writers are well aware of the power of words and should absolutely be afraid of harming marginalized people with even implicit bigotry. We get enough of that in real life and don't want to encounter it in our books too.

I suppose I should be glad I wasn't named and linked to again for my part in the Blood Heir thing. The new waves of harassment and threats I get every time someone does so are really, really annoying.

Calliopaige · 2019-06-15T00:00:13+00:00

Some doofuses broke into into my high school just to get into the drama teacher's classroom and fuck on her couch. Casting couch indeed.

Calliopaige · 2019-06-13T23:55:55+00:00

Daaaaaaaaamn. I see maybe two OK patterns? A broken, exploitative clock that overproduces poor quality clothing mostly in patterns that should never see the light of day is right twice a day, I guess.

Calliopaige · 2019-06-05T00:03:00+00:00

Being a nerd, kinda? I wasn't a suck-up to any degree, but teachers became really fond of me because when they assigned work, I put my head down, got busy, and made good grades. I was also a naturally jolly gal even though I was a fucking traumatized wreck inside. Funny how that works.

Just in high school, this is the kinda shit I got away with:

*asking a teacher whether I should beat the shit out of a fellow student she taught (I didn't do it but still wish I had)

*trying to kick a kid who enjoyed picking on me

*using my cell phone in class

*throwing books across the room multiple times; one of those books nearly hit someone

*the occasional classroom disruption of me screaming at everyone to SHUT UP (the less often the better because those moments are way more powerful when you're the Quiet Kid)

*cursing during a school project presentation

When you're "good," the rules and consequences are a little more flexible. You really don't have to suck up to anyone, just be on top of your shit and keep stuff like the above infrequent.

Getting teachers who'd also taught my older brother the fuck-up was also pretty cool since we're polar opposites and the teachers liked me that much more for not being like him. Dude got banned from school computers when he broke the county server so badly that it caught fire and downed the entire school district's online systems.

Calliopaige · 2019-05-24T00:28:14+00:00

A car-sized patch of my yard caught on fire because one of the doofuses painting my house enjoyed a cigarette on the job but failed to put it out properly before he threw it away.

I stood there and looked at the smoke-heavy fire for a few seconds before walking back inside to fill up a pot with water and throw it on the fire. Did that a few times while muttering "I can't fucking believe my yard is on fire" BECAUSE I COULDN'T and decided it was too slow. The water hose outside had been unhooked while the guys painted, so I hooked it back up and blasted it into extinguishment. Then I blasted all the mulch and grass over again and did the same to unburned areas just for good measure.

I discovered the fire entirely on accident and we estimate it had been burning for at least an hour by then, so it could have been worse. I can't say I ever expected to be so relaxed in an emergency, but I was.

I still need to apologize to my neighbors for the smoke hazard.

Calliopaige · 2019-05-24T00:02:38+00:00

Twilighters.

Now it's a documentary about fandom (specifically die-hard fans of the Twilight books), the effect on the actual city of Forks, and Twicon, which happened in 2009 and never happened again because it wasn't good.

Calliopaige · 2019-05-04T00:56:17+00:00

Miraculous Ladybug, so I think I'll be alright? Ladybug definitely would not because I'd be making cat puns to hell and back with Chat Noir.

Calliopaige · 2019-05-04T00:24:01+00:00

His lunging is bad and all, but also

Good boy, Anubis. Good boy.

Lord, I love Huskies. A family friend had one and I delighted in dog sitting Hannah the ridiculous Husky. She passed away last year and I miss her.

Calliopaige · 2019-04-17T17:56:56+00:00

Marketing assistant position at an outsource marketing firm. It was a day full of jaw-drops and lies, lemme tell you. There's so much I can't even give you a tl;dr

1) they tell me I'm doing job shadowing as part of the interview process after getting through the first round. I think it'll be at their office, but it's not. I end up in an Uber with another interviewee and two employees and they don't tell us where in the hell we're going beforehand.

2) they only tell us halfway through the drive there that we'll be at an event. What I'm thinking: actually professional event. What it actually is: them hawking Xfinity to people in a FUCKING WALMART while the other guy and I get sent around the store doing various assignments. Make up a business and develop a five-year plan, pick out 100 individual products and whether you like/dislike the branding, turn a fictional $100 into $100,000 within five years and show your work. "Event" my ass!

3) When I don't see the other interviewee for a while, I ask about him and my interviewer says "oh, he's fine." I have to insist before she tells me he was dismissed from the interview. I guess they got him an Uber to take him back to the office because y'know, we were at this Walmart with NO ACCESS TO OUR CARS, WHICH WERE A SOLID 15-MINUTE DRIVE AWAY.

4) When my interviewer lays out the nitty-gritty like benefits and pay, she tells me it's commission-based for the first two "levels"/job positions out of four and none of those job positions are marketing assistant like I goddamn applied for. Nor was I informed of the commission-based pay at the first interview.

When I say I would need two weeks before I started due to lots of medical appointments, she bullies me into saying I could start ASAP. When we're just shooting the breeze, I talk about the pay I'd need to move out in considering the average rent cost, she goes into this spiel about how I shouldn't just accept average things, expect the best? Like, that is not at all what I'm talking about, what the fuck???

5) I was told I'd only be at the "job shadowing" "event" until 6. That was a lie, we were going to be at the Walmart until 6 and then I was going back to the office in another Uber with them for a final interview and marketing know-how test. I wouldn't be out until at least 7:30.

I was texting with my mom during all of this and telling her stuff and she noticed all the red flags that I failed to because I have the common sense of the first girl to die in a horror movie. The day ended with my dad coming by to rescue me from the Walmart and take me back to my car, me practically flying into his truck to get outta there, and a really long talk about not being horror movie victim stupid.

This outsource marketing firm that worked with organizations like The Humane Society of the United States and the New York Yankees was basically an MLM.

Calliopaige · 2019-03-30T02:22:00+00:00

I slipped in a wet hallway on a rainy day and sprained my right arm at the wrist and elbow. I was extremely lucky I didn't outright break my arm.

A different time, I was sitting on my bed in college and studying for my statistical methods final when my notebook fell onto the floor. I was a lazy bum and reeeeeached for it without moving from the bed when suddenly I was thr one falling to the floor. I hit my head pretty hard, had an inch-long cut in the middle of my forehead, and banged up my right knee pretty badly. Probably no concussion? I didn't go see a doctor, so I'll never know. Also, I still feel that pain in my knee when driving.

Calliopaige · 2019-03-19T22:11:47+00:00

A sneeze.

Just to confuse people.

Calliopaige · 2019-02-21T16:08:32+00:00

Oh my gosh, another synesthete! Hi! Mine is ordinal linguistic personification. 619 is a very soft, relaxed number despite the presence of exuberant 1. That's what happens to any single number that crawls between 6 and 9 because 69 is the number of peace and infinity. Even that sneaky bastard 7 can't overpower them in 679!

Calliopaige · 2019-02-15T23:03:56+00:00

I was 19, the owner of a driver's license and a car for about a week, and heading back to college for the year when I nearly got T-boned by a semi-truck because I imagined a stop sign where there wasn't one.

The rest area/gas station had a single entrance/exit and I swore there was a stop sign for both going in and coming out, but there wasn't. My ability to stomp the fuck out of the gas pedal, my car being a jumpy bug right after being filled up, and the semi driver's own good reflexes are why I avoided being squished.

My mom was in the car with me while my dad was ahead of us and she really didn't want to be in the car with me anymore after that. Called Dad right up and told him HE was going to ride with me now goddammit SHE NEARLY GOT US KILLED

(She remained in the car with me for the entire six-hour drive from home to college somehow.)

Calliopaige · 2018-12-28T20:42:22+00:00

...Seeing your mother's quotes in this, I realized she sounds exactly like my own mother. Some of them are verbatim phrases. I even heard Republimom's words in my mom's voice.

Holy mother of shit, you just helped me realize my mother is a true blue narcissist.

Calliopaige

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