The results would probably have been more accurate with an anonymous poll. There aren't too many adults that want to make people feel worse about their youth.
ETA: I just saw your other post. I didn't mean to make you or anyone else feel bad about what they posted later. I was just replying based on my original thought, after reading the first couple posts.
No offense taken. It's just that I've seen this question posted before and you see 5-6 pages of posters saying they were not popular at all. Well, SOMEONE had to be popular in high school.
I posted partly to show that what you experienced in high school doesn't have to dictate the rest of your life. I was popular, and while DH wasn't unpopular, he was quiet and shy and had a much smaller circle of friends. In all honestly, had I known him in high school, we would never have dated as classmates. He would never have had the nerve to ask me out. Plus, I tended to date extroverts. I would have liked him and been nice to him, but he wouldn't have been on my radar.
Once he got to college, he worked at being more social and by the time we met, he did have the nerve to ask me out. And by then, I could appreciate his amazing qualities. It's a good thing we met a few years after high school, because both of us had changed enough that we could meet in the middle and were able to discover we made each other happy. I also had a great time in college, but that's because I tend to have a good time wherever I go.
I am still much more social than DH and that will always be so. But cheerleaders and quarterbacks don't all lead charmed lives forever, and they don't always wind up with each other. Sometimes a popular girl winds up with the quiet guy and they have a great life.
I don't hang on to the past. I appreciate my life today, even with its rough spots, which are mainly health related. I see lots of moms living through their DDs, and I never did that. Her high school years were her own. I had a good time, but that was then and this is now. And I live in the present. When I went to my 10 year reunion, it was clear some people had hit their high point in high school and it was downhill from there. But I was pleased to see how many of the quieter, less popular classmates had come into their own and were very fun to spend time with. High school doesn't define us.