There were a couple in my year...
For starters: www.b3ta.com/questions/intensefriendships/post59134/

- There was a girl I came to refer to as Boring Sarah. Although I was pretty unpopular on my own, Boring Sarah was a law unto herself. Overweight, freckly and with hair the shape of a warning sign, she had three major characteristics:
1. Clinginess. Especially if you had anything in common with her (liking for Westlife, kittens, whatever). She used to poke me in the arm (see below) on a regular basis to tell me exactly how old her kittens were down to the hour.
2. A liking for poking people repeatedly in the upper arm to get their attention. Usually to go "nothing" and carry on. During study leave for GCSEs I had a perfectly circular bruise on my upper arm, in the same spot as my BCG scar. Ouch.
3. Uber-religion. Before moving to our school, she'd attended a Catholic grammar. On overhearing one of the girls in our year talking about how she needed to get laid (thinking about it it could have been me), she said "but if you have casual meaningless sex you'll have a casual meaningless baby!".
The opposite of most men's Catholic schoolgirl fantasies, I think.

- A Thai girl whose mum, so it was rumoured, was a prossie in London, and who used to get people to walk on her back when it clicked. She ended up dating a guy in the year below her (loudly mocking his length and girth to her slutty friends in the common room), whereupon her mum met his dad ... and they became a couple too.

- Alex. He never turned up for his classes, never handed his homework in and one day, when our English teacher lost her patience with him and told him he had ten minutes to write his presentation, legged it home. His yearbook entry had to be written for him as it was unprintable.

- If you ask most people in my year, I was the weird kid. But hey, I live in Switzerland now and you all live in incest-a-gogo land, so screw you all. Bastards.
( Maladicta, Fri 19 Jan 2007, 17:33, Reply)