School Story
High School was essentially irrelevant. My greatest memories are of you, my classmates, and the crazy things we did to make life interesting. Lake Perry, camping, insane parties, intense conversations enhanced by mind-altering substances, strange and cool clothes, great and loud music (and some not so great music), some heart ache, some heart break, some death. Some of you people were hysterical to be around. I remember laughing, a lot.
Thanks people, for the fond memories I have of those times.