Must be getting close to midlife crisis time, or something, as I’ve found myself thinking back to my school days.

Last night I went on one of those Friends Reunited-type sites to find out what people were up to.

There was one of those Lost & Found pages where people looking for their old friends post messages.

No one was looking for me.

Kids can be so cruel.

:(

Reason #1 why you really shouldn’t drag out those old Year Books:

Do you really need to be reminded about all those crap hairstyles you had?

Reason #2 why you really shouldn’t drag out those old Year Books:

Do you really need to be reminded about all that hair you used to have?

I was on the fringe of the in-crowd at the start of my high school days, and making good inroads into being in the in-crowd

But then these Cool Guys were talking about how they were going to beat up a geek and chuck him into a river, cos it would be real funny, and that didn’t really sit well with me, so I warned The Geek.

Somehow the Cool Guys found out that I’d spoiled their fun (possibly cos this dick was screaming “Get away from me! D-Man says you guys are going to throw me in the creek!”) and I was an outcast from that point.

No big loss. One of those guys was this fucker here.

I hung out with the Freaks & Geeks instead.

I have no regrets.
I would probably never have discovered the joys of Chess, computers, Dungeons & Dragons and perfect attendance records otherwise.

And we were loved by people. People like bullies.

But I soon discovered that the best way to get the bullies off your back for good is to pick the biggest one and beat the crap out of them in front of everyone.

Because, let’s face it - no one wants to get their ass kicked by a member of the Dungeons & Dragons Club.

It’s OK, people.

I gave up the Dungeons and Dragons, Chess and all acts of punctuality years ago.

But I’m willing to bet that I still have a 12-Sided Die somewhere in my collection…