Forced to Live Life as a Loser

Many people might call me a loser. Even though I don't have many negative attributes, I just haven't been able to really get what I want out of life. This blog is a means of helping me figure out what things went wrong and how they went wrong, but will not offer any solutions on how I can fix my problems. There will be no epiphanies here. I am trying to take a light-hearted look at my life, despite the many dark areas.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Headed for Muncie, IN

During the spring semester of 1980, Rod asked me if I wanted to join him on a trip to Indiana that summer. He was planning to go to the Inte...

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Friend Zone #1: Dayz

In my earlier posts, I mentioned how I like to come up with rules for certain things. I just realized that I never laid down the rules for d...

Monday, April 28, 2014

A good girl gets pregnant

In Friday's post , I explored the bad girls I called Druds, who never seemed to get pregnant. Today, I will relate the story of a nice g...

Friday, April 25, 2014

The Druds

In yesterday's blog post , I explored the possible reasons for why we had a high drop out rate at Artesia High School in the late 70...

Thursday, April 24, 2014

The Drop Out Scam

I need to preface this post by stating that everything that follows is all speculative. I have no solid evidence to back up my claims. I onl...

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Advance rejection

Even though I was desparate for a girlfriend in high school, I still had standards for the kind of girl I was willing to date. As I have pre...

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Forced to escort a loser

A little backtrack here: During our school's winter break, one of the teachers passed away. He taught Distributive Education and oversaw...

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