High School

Some mem­o­ries worth remem­ber­ing from my high school days. This is by no means an exhaus­tive list. Not avail­able in all areas. Void where pro­hib­it­ed.

• My fresh­man year lock­er being next to some smelly guy named Del­bert who was a minor drug deal­er.
• Get­ting frog ichor in my mouth dur­ing dis­sec­tion.
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• Goof­ing off in Mr. Moore’s chem­istry class and Mr. Ben­z’s biol­o­gy class with NeaL and Miller.
• My first high school crush on Decem­ber McIn­tyre in Mr. Havlicek’s alge­bra class.
• Wear­ing togas to school with Miller and Phil and get­ting away with it.
• Infi­nite trips to Rich­mond and the infi­nite shenani­gans that were a part of said trips.
• Get­ting pulled over by the cops for no rea­son time and again.
• Shanan Bun­zen­dahl.
• Sit­ting a a lunch table full of the drop dead­est gor­geous­est girls in school for most of my junior year.
• One-upping myself each week with CHS Today pro­duced goofi­ness.
• Snag­ging the cov­et­ed audio-mix­er posi­tion.
• Being involved in far too many clubs, sports and activ­i­ties.
• Still nev­er hav­ing to do any home­work.
• Skip­ping out on school with a big group of friends to go see Star Wars: The Phan­tom Men­ace, and almost con­vinc­ing my cal­cu­lus teacher to go with us.
• Cross-coun­try away meets.
• Hav­ing my favorite teacher, Mr. Gen­try, tell me I remind­ed him of him when he was young.
• Aca­d­e­m­ic teams.
• The changes that result­ed in me going from some unknown dork my fresh­man year to the dork in the Prom Court my senior year.
• Being a huge nerd with Chuck dur­ing SRT in order to keep sane from the con­stant freak­ing out of the vale­dic­to­ri­an-elect.
• Hav­ing such a good rep­u­ta­tion as a stu­dent that I could wan­der around the halls aim­less­ly, wast­ing time.
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