You got your smart kids, your weird kids, your crazy kids, your jocks and folks beefin' over crazy stuff and prominent cliques. It doesn't matter where you grew up, which state, region, that was your high school experience.
Now, keep it cordial, civil or whatever you want to call it. This is something that I did out of fun just to get you guy's reaction about how you see yourself in this parallel universe I'm calling Blogger High.
With that said, I vote myself Class Clown because we all know that my randomness is funny as crap. Well, it's funny to me. I also vote myself most likely to get fired for bursting into hysterical laughter while reading blogs at work.