School Story:
I have two favorite memories, both from my senior year. First was walking out in the middle of a certain government class during first period and going to get breakfast tacos (often with friends joining me). I really didn't have to worry about missing class because when it was time for a geography test, I just set the freakin globe on the file cabinet in front of me...
Second was when I received a very stern lecture from our assistant principal and after telling me what a turd I was, he finished it with "all you seniors think you got it all figured out, but let me tell you something, when you wake up on Sunday morning (the day after graduation) and you don't know what you are going to do next, it wont be so funny". I replied with "actually, I leave for boot camp on Sunday morning so I know exactly what I will be doing". I watched him deflate while the teacher that took me there had a look of dismay on her face. Some might call it justice. Said assistant principal finished with "get out of my office". Good times.
