Originally posted by Alph
I`ll keep it short, this really isn`t about girls but it is closely related(if ur popular then it`s a lot easier to get chicks http://www.sosuave.com/vBulletin/images/icons/icon7.gif). I need an advice about how to become one of the most popular kids in HS, right now i`m in the upper middle but i wan`t to get higher.
THANKS IN ADVANCE
you're not even asking the right question! if you even have to ask this question, you're on the wrong track. being "popluar" isn't the cause of success, it's the "effect".
you're asking us guys, some of whom are 20 years removed from high school, to give you advice on how to be popular in high school? besides, isn't this what high school girls strive for? to be in the "popular" group?
no one here can help you with your insecurities, except...
--get a really cool car (or bike)
--wear really cool clothes
--listen to really cool music
--beat up a lot of people
--pick on the weak
--start smoking (camel, non-filters)
--grow a grungy beard (if you can grow anything)
--schlep around school with a puppy wearing sunglasses
--show up only on break and lunch and just chill
--join a band! that will definitely do it!
--give money to the cool guys. cool guys will tolerate nerds if they give them (us) money. we always had a chump or two to finance our activities so they could hang with us. they didn't seem to mind one bit. could be a good strategy for you.
let's look back on the good ole days...hmmm...how did i become popular in high school, without even intentionally doing it? without even knowing it until years later.
unlike you, who seems to want to be a poser.
--take woodshop, get your butt on the lathe, and become the sole supplier of nun-chucks to your fellow students and sell them for $20 bucks a pop. get busted.
--after your suspension is over, take metal shop and do the above, except make chinese stars. one of my buds threw one of these in the hallway and it stuck in someone's back! get busted again.
--after your supension is over, take auto shop and pluck all of the stuff you need for your cool car, from the ones that come in. you know--teachers get their cars fixed by the students. we cleaned up on Mr. Rope's car. get busted again.
--take metal shop again, and make a "Potato Launcher". mine looked like an RPG. i used home made fire power out of empty CO2 cartridges. we would shoot them at the buses after school--right out of my convertible bug! no sh!t, these things would launch 100 yards. chicks dug it. get busted again.
--hang out in the smoking section. YES! we actually had an officially sanctioned smoking section on campus!
--steal those old fasioned fire extinguishers (you know, the silver ones that use compressed air, with a black hose--maybe you don't). fill them up with lemonaide, go to the gas station, and fill them up with air, 10x the recommended. it'll shoot 50 feet. then spray all the nerds that have to walk home, especially the ones that have a long walk.
--use same to do some serious damage to the saidy hawkins dance.
--we also made the above out of a window washer motor (compliments of Mr. Rope's Datsun truck) and put it in the glove box of the bug. cool! chicks were diggin it.
--shoot bottle rockets out of your convertible bug, on campus at lunch. watch out, one time we dropped one on the floor. fried my leg. chicks were diggin the scar, though.
--at break (10:00?) pull up in your convertible bug and shout out on a bullhorn, "listen up! [all heads turn our way] any chicks want to go to the beach". you'd be surprised! for full effect, light that mofo up, right there upon exit. even better when campus "security" is trying to chase the bug with us taunting them.
--throw massive parties. we would get 500 people, had hand stamps, charged $3.00 for admission. we'd distrubute about 1000 flyers. 10 kegs. when the beer dries up around 1:00am, call the cops on yourself and let them clear the people out for you. we made bank on these! host a party(ies) like these, and you can fvck any chick you want.
--take your CR250 to lunch and do wheelies up and down where all the "popular" people are. people were cheering like i was Evil Knievel at Caesers Palace. then do doughnuts on the girls softball field. you'd be surprised at the damage you can do on the pitchers mound. when the two cop cars arrive, ditch them by flying over the admin breezeway steps (10 up, 10 down). wear the full x-cross dress--helmet, leathers, boots, gloves. it was a sight to behold. got busted for this after some chump ratted me out. i kicked his ass. became even more popular. but dad locked the bike up after that and i could only ride it when we raced. DAMN!
--steal some dudes moped, locked up at the bike rack, and tear through campus at lunch. do wheelies! this is really hard on a moped, people will respect the accomplishment! oh yeah, get busted.
--borrow the family RV (when the parents are away) and have a grand ole time on the cruise--pick up chicks and fvck them. word will spread! but get your drivers license first! a fifteen year old driving a 24 ft RV on Hollywood Blvd at 1:00am just doesn't look right to the cops. i learned this the hard way. Aunt Mary had to drive out to Hollywood to get me out of jail. i'll never live this one down!
and some other things...
i had alot of pvssy in high school. i didn't even know what to do with it. i didn't even know why i was getting it! i didn't know sh!t about "women". neither do you, bro. i walked around constantly with a raging b@ner and didn't even know why. "what the fvck?" these b@ners were the painful ones. had to whack off three times a day. you know what i'm talking about. nowadays, it takes a very special women to get that raging b@ner of yesteryear. good! i have better things to do.
i also carried a 3.5 gpa and had a 5 handicap in golf. if not for the other things, i would have been a nerd. i guess admin (and the parents) tolerated me because i knew work was work and play was play.
oh yeah, i had zits, was a little overweight, and the hair wasn't working.
does this help? do all this stuff and you'll become really, really, really, popular. but only for a brief period of time. these days, you'll end up in jail.
funny thing--most of my friends went on to become losers, right after high school. go figure? occasionally i run into the really cool dudes (from high school) and guess what? they're working a minimum wage job somewhere and are basically greaseballs. their lives were over after high school. one brief moment of fame, and the rest of their lives as losers. sound good?
We get the point!!
