School Story:
As most of the Class of 1990 knows, I had a bit of a problem my Senior year. And due to the rules of the School, I was not allowed to graduate with my friends, nor was I allowed to even step foot near graduation day. I feel it cost me some very important friendships, that to this day I am upset over. But as angry as I was, I returned the next year instead of taking the "Easy Hand-shake" way out like "they" wanted me to and proved them all wrong. I made new friends as my old friends began their journey into life after HS. I also made leaps and bounds towards finding out who I really was and harnessed all of my anger and hurt towards my school activities, which in turn was the best thing I ever did to date. So my soul is with the class of 1991, but my heart will always be with the class of 1990.
