School Story:
It's a little weird, I guess, when I think of high school because all my memories happened in (mostly) buildings that were torn down. Like our 4 grouchiest (haha) teachers all in one hall- King, Upchurch, Smith and Pearson!? Pearson yelling at everyone to be quiet out in the hall in the morning- especially if Nate was having another birthday!!!
I remember driver's ed with Mr. Pollock- who really didn't trust me to drive very good. What about dances in our cave of a cafeteria?? Or dances in the "old" gym? Mrs. Stevens and Mr. Baird for P.E.- having a good gym partner who lied about how many laps you did for the final!
Who can forget us as freshmen beating everyone at the Pep rallies? We were so cool...
Homecoming- a whole week where we pretty much goofed off everyday to do either relay races or talent contests or something. Schools don't hardly do that anymore.
So many good (and bad) memories....