George (billy) Brown

Jetmore High School

Class of 1995

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First Name	George (billy)
Last Name	Brown
Graduation Year	Class of 1995
Gender	Male
City	N/A
State/Province	KS
Country	United States
Occupation	Residential/Job skills instructor for adults with disabilities
Married	No
Favorite School Memory	To many memories to iron down one favorite. It was the best and worst part of my life and at the time thought I had learned all there was to know about myself. Senior year I started to appreciate the fact that although youth is wasted on the young, I became aware of this fact of life prior to having lost mine. Or in other words I had learned to appreciate my youth and wasn't in a hurry anymore to be an adult and see the real world. I struggled with weight and low self esteem and started to question and stress over self disçveries and what consequences would follow in the future. I had a few good friends but like all memories most were a hes and flakes. Bullys and smart people who's parents drove them to succeed so much so that I know at least one of these (never had a B in their life so help it that their life is over and the world suddenly collapses on itself) alumni had actually admitted openly to me that they had contemplated and nearly carried out their suicide. Fortunately this didn't happen and was flattered and honored they chose to confide this to me even though during several years of attending the same small school we hadn't spoken maybe ten words the entire time and I was a member of a lower class lunch table in the Commons area, far from the 4.0's, and the alpha jocks who some of them dated. I belonged to what some might call the middle to lower class lunch tables. Filled with many diverse and unique bunches. If these tables had names like countries j can see some being called "Band Land" and "You r popular mostly because though your grades r good and u stay off of everyone's radar your parents are rich and some successful pillars of the local community ad though u wear the most expensive brands of clothing and drive the newest and well over 30 thousand dollar sports car of the year" you are allowed to sit at the "nicest tables but everyone u eat lunch with is just being nice to u because they have to and u know that they know that u also know that your very special friendship with any of them benefits u more than if at all yours does to them. This type of passive aggressive fake friendship and inner loathing occurs at all the tables and their various real estate value. For example if u were near the middle class table of real estate u might see the full figured middle class lunch table citizen sitting next to the bulimic jaundice little b** that everyone thinks is soo pretty with her sunken in facial features and bones showing through her shirt collar and see this behavior though culturly and financially different, these two r playing the same rolls and only one is gaining any real benefit. After graduation this behavior may translate to at least once in your life u get ld by someone so out of your league and u know it that later on when they r leaving what u believe is your luckiest night of your life and feel quite good thinking u were sure u were the best they ever had they say goodnight and inform u that they r an addict of the sort and though their standards for fun buddies r far from your obvious qualifications, they were doing u a favor and pitty f*** u to fullfill their own personal needs and charity because even though they might be a ho, they r only turned on by male models on covers of magazines and u r just too average for ever being able to be anything that they wouldn't have to fake an org* for. Anyway memories of high-school r more than one moment. If I summed it u...(read more)
About Me	More than I thought ever possible back in high-school and no words exist to ever make any one understand it. Live the dream!!!!!!!!