Good Riddance

Today I chose to revisit the time when the bad things in the world just didn't seem to exist.

I miss High School.

Stinky hallway, stupid HS boys, cute HS boys, abercrombie & fitch era, plaid mini skirt, Coach Penn, German class, ditching math class to walk around the football field with the girls & talk about nothin, detention for chewing bubble gum, ditching class in general for Mc. D, sitting on the floor to enjoy lunch with the gang, being chased by Clayton for soda money, chasing Clayton to pay up 4 years worth of soda money, getting kidnapped by the guys unwillingly and drove around the block just for fun, STUCO late night meeting, Paula Abdul aerobics, football games, field hockey practices, grass candle, running 3 miles in 100 degree weather, Coach Helen's nonsense Australian accent, slurpee, homecoming dance, parties, prom night, falling asleep on Ms. Burgoyne's couch with 5 other people, staring at hot underclassmen running tracks, driving around with the girls in a convertible, calling shot gun to fight for the best seat in Preethi's beat up car, krispy kreme donuts, eating snow from the ground from being dared, group hugs, laughters...

and the list seems to go on and on.

So take the photographs, and still frames in
your mind
Hang it on a shelf in
good health and good time
Tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all
the while...

~Green Day