15 Ways To Be The Coolest Kid In High School

15 Ways To Be The Coolest Kid In High School

Wise wisdom from someone who's been there.

During my first year of college, I really took the time to reflect on my time in high school and what it meant to me. It was in high school that I transitioned from the scrawny, nerdy boy I once was to the suave, muscular man I am today. When I entered high school, I had no sense of what it meant to be cool. By the time I left, I was captain of the football team and the cheerleading squad. I really learned a lot in those four formative years. And now, that I am 19 and my prime is behind me, I would like to impart some of those wise pieces of wisdom upon you, whomever you may be. Here are my tips on how to be cool in high school:

  1. Locker decoration is crucial to social success. Make sure you have a poster of the latest popular band on the inside of the door for all to see.
  2. Be the class clown. On the first day of chemistry class, the teacher will ask each student to name every element on the periodic table. When it is your turn, recite "Potassium kiss-my-ass-ium". The other students will applaud and you will gain an aura of mystery and intrigue.
  3. The contents of your lunchbox are almost as important as how you're dressed. A sandwich? Cool and level-headed. Yogurt? Maybe a little weird. Roadkill and a diet coke? Now that's someone who's worth getting to know.
  4. Think about social connections. On the subject of lunch, make sure you sit with Ember in the cafeteria today. She's your ticket to the party on Saturday.
  5. 1st period algebra? NOT cool. You know what's cool? 1st period throwing eggs at Mr. Jacobson's car. Yeah!
  6. Don't be naive. Jonny Santos might seem like a cool kid who has all the ins, but be warned. His friendship will ensure you an ensemble role in the musical, but the ensemble is where you'll remain forever.
  7. Getting picked up from school by your mom? Major no-no. Getting picked up from school by your 20-year-old boyfriend whose name is "Jack Danger"? That's the ticket!
  8. For the latest gossip, make sure you talk to Ross Casper. You can find him in the second floor bathroom during third period. He'll give you all the deets on the latest hookups, scandals, and parties. But it's gonna cost you a piece of gum.
  9. Ah, health class. A classic part of the awkward high school experience. Don't be nervous. Just put on a condom before class so that when the teacher comes around to check, you'll get extra credit.
  10. Hack the system. Not feeling well? Pay a visit to Nurse Nan on the first floor to get a note so you can go home. If you bring another student, she will use her magical Sick Stick to transfer your illness to that student, and then they can go home.
  11. Do not open locker #666. Don Farley left a turd in there—20 years ago.
  12. Have you played the Fabled Saxophone in the band room yet? It is a requirement for success in high school. To find it, you must solve Mr. Danton the music teacher's riddle.
  13. Homecoming is the most important event of the year. If you do not have a date, your only option is to challenge another student to a soda drinking contest. If you win, you get their date.
  14. Just be yourself. Trends will come and go. At the end of the day, it's who you are as a person that really matters.
  15. Everyone pees their pants during class. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone.

If you follow these 15 simple guidelines, I guarantee that you will be cool and popular in high school. And heck, if you play your cards right, you could even become the principal.

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Sorry, My Idea Of A Good Night Isn't Drinking The Same Poison That Killed My Family Member

You're never going to get to take me out for a drink, not now, not five years from now, not even 20 or 30 years from now because I don't drink.

I'm 21 years old and I don't drink. I tried alcohol once and to be honest, it wasn't nearly as amazing as everyone says it is.

The texts I got leading up to my 21st birthday all looked something like this:

"Hey, Bri! We'll have to go out for your 21st."
"Bri, finally you're 21 and can come out with us."
"When are we going to go out to celebrate your 21st?"

I have a one-word answer for all of you: "never."

You're never going to get to take me out for a drink, not now, not five years from now, not even 20 or 30 years from now because I don't drink.

Before you think I don't drink for a religious reason or because I think I'm "too good for people who drink" or something else along those lines, allow me to stop you.

Allow me to tell you that the main reason behind my choice to not drink alcohol has nothing to do with my religion or my personal way of living.

Instead, it has everything to do with what I've witnessed.

I don't share my private life on the Internet very often, if ever, but sometimes, the need to speak out about something outweighs our desire to stay within our comfort zones and our mind-numbing mindset that we shouldn't say anything that makes us uncomfortable.

I'm 21 years old and I don't drink because I lost my uncle to drug and alcohol addiction.

People tell themselves that it's "just one drink" and that they "won't get addicted," but then they like that taste, they like that feeling and one turns into two turns into three and so on.

Seeing my uncle's life be cut short at only 51 years old from preventable causes doesn't sit well with me.

It doesn't sit well with me knowing that his death was preventable, and it doesn't sit well with me knowing that I wished I had gotten to know him even better while he was alive.

I could very well have made the choice to drink and not end up getting addicted--tons of people around the world drink but aren't addicted.

Yet, knowing how alcohol ruined and took my uncle's life makes the very smell of it something I cannot stand.

When my friends ask me to go to a party, I politely decline, hearing my uncle's words ring through my head.

"You're a smart girl, don't get involved in this stuff like I did. It messes up your life."

See, the worst part of this, for me, is that he knew he had a problem, but he couldn't get help. Seeing a family member deteriorate before your very eyes is heartbreaking.

When I look at my future, I want it to be what I want it to be. I don't want to make wine or beer my drink of choice, and I certainly don't want to leave my family, friends and other loved ones behind.

I want to determine my future, the bright one that my uncle always told me I had. I don't want alcohol to determine it for me.

And no matter how many times you tell yourself you won't get addicted, no one really knows that. No one drinks alcohol to become an alcoholic and have their life taken away from them prematurely.

No one wakes up, drinks a can of beer and thinks, "I'm going to end up being an alcoholic someday."

As cliché as the old saying "if you play with fire, you're bound to get burned" may sound, it holds a lot of truth here. When drinking alcohol, you run the risk of getting intoxicated or eventually becoming addicted.

This year will mark five years since my uncle passed away, and there's not a single day that goes by where I think, "Oh, it's so easy to not have him here."

There are days I find little signs of him everywhere. Like when I see someone with a do-rag walking around or hear an AC-DC song somewhere around campus.

I believe that my uncle was a great person, I truly do. I just believe that he had a very big struggle in life with alcohol.

I want to live to remember every single day I'm given and I want to live without regrets. If I were to drink, I think that would be a regret because I feel like the one promise I made to myself and to my uncle before he passed was that I would live the life I'm capable of living.

That life doesn't include alcohol.

It includes big career goals and personal goals that I want to meet and uphold, and those types of goals are best met sober.

So, to answer all of my friends' texts collectively, no, I won't be heading to a bar with you anytime soon, but if you want to buy me a cup of coffee for my belated 21st, I'll gladly accept the offer.

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