all girls schools breed these....
Ah, Gina...

A few years ago, I was friends with a girl at school named Gina. Gina had an American professional snowboarder boyfriend. Who was ten years older than her (she was 13). And dumped a cheerleader he had been with for 4 years to be with her (she looked like a bullfrog).

Also, at one point, she had another 6 boyfriends. All called Danny apparently.

The real kicker was that I was into this local band at the time. They were local, but still quite famous. She immediately claimed to have known them for 'ages', that the singer was her uncle and that she was dating the trumpet player. (Who was knocking on for 30).

The real kicker came when she claimed to have seen Queen, with Freddie Mercury, about 4 times. She was born in 1991.


Then we had Hannah...

Hannah apparently got engaged to her boyfriend... fair enough, but we were asked to not mention it to him... and then she apparently got beaten up and mugged in town for the ring. When an identical one fell out of her pocket the next day, we were politely informed that the insurance company had already paid up and an identical one had been found...


There was also a girl I wasn't friends with, but was well known for this. She had 'panic attacks' (which constituted of her breathing heavily until everyone looked at her). She was pregnant then miscarried at least 5 times (between the ages of 13-15). Oh, and she was a 'witch'.

And another girl, whose name I shall refrain from mentioning, not because I am still friends with her, but because she (alas) remains a FOF. Anyways. She claimed to like any bands anyone mentioned, and she seemed to have been to see most of them play (again, she was 13). Nobody believed me when I pointed out the obvious discrepancies in her stories, so I proved it by making her the 'Pickled Raspberries' number one fan. Until I pointed out that I'd just made it up.

The final girl I can think of at the moment I shan't name because I am still kinda friends with her. Conversations with her used to go like this:

Monday
Me: Alright xxx?
xxx: Yeah, I'm really excited, I'm off to see the White Stripes tonight!
Me: They're shit. Where you off to see them?
xxx: Oh...umm...Manchester....

Tuesday
Me: How was the gig?
xxx: Oh, I didn't go.
Me: Whyever not?
xxx: I got grounded.
Me: What did you do?
xxx: My....uhm....oh...you know what my mum's like....

And repeat, inserting a different band, for a year. She also kept on having auditions for RADA and the National Youth Theatre, despite never having to take a day off school to audition, and being completely devoid in the talent deaprtment...

Moral of the story? Never believe anything a teenager at an all girls school tells you. Their lives revolve around gossip.

Length? About 5 years, I got out of that hellhole when I was 16...
(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Thu 29 Nov 2007, 19:04, 1 reply)

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I know all of those girls but by different names.
There was a girl who supposedly saw The Doors live. Born in 1990. I despair for future generations.
(Good Looking Deity Grew a magnificent beard on, Thu 29 Nov 2007, 19:57, closed)