School Story:
It used to be a classroom 2nd floor west, can't remember the room number but, it always seemed to be a sub teacher there, if not any. We used to play cards, sleep, cut class, hideout, basically did the total opposite of what we should've been doing in school. Funny thing about it is, no school employee rarely bothered the class, like they just wanted us out the halls.
(Remember)(Crazy Right). Another funny thing is I chilled in the stairwells at lunch time for my last 3 years in school. eating Pringles and a cup of noodles from the school store. We always had a side door open to leave and come back in whenever. My memories may not be positive about West, but they made me who I am today. I had fun. R.I.P Joe (Southwest misses you)