I drove by my high school yesterday in route to Thanksgiving celebration #3. (I attended the North school district in my county from K-12.) This old rock has sat outside the school for decades, daring rivaling schools to sneak out and paint it opposing colors after they defeated us in a big game. Painting the rock was probably the most "rebellious" thing my friends and I ever did in high school. Lame, I know, but we did get stopped by the police on one occasion. My BFF ran for the bushes and I'm pretty sure the cop was cracking up at our scared faces as he drove away after telling us just go on home. Fond memories. :)
Friday, November 25, 2011
N is for North
I drove by my high school yesterday in route to Thanksgiving celebration #3. (I attended the North school district in my county from K-12.) This old rock has sat outside the school for decades, daring rivaling schools to sneak out and paint it opposing colors after they defeated us in a big game. Painting the rock was probably the most "rebellious" thing my friends and I ever did in high school. Lame, I know, but we did get stopped by the police on one occasion. My BFF ran for the bushes and I'm pretty sure the cop was cracking up at our scared faces as he drove away after telling us just go on home. Fond memories. :)
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