They had to go back to school to lead a pep rally, but were afraid since they were already drunk, so we took their cheerleading outfits and lead the pep rally in outfits that didn't come close to fitting most of us.
Jim wrote: "Random Anthony wrote: \"Some of the best nights in high school had to be described to me later because I barely remember them.\"\n\n Not my favorite memory, but one of the most memorable involved my hist..."\n\n' $('comment_body_usertext').value;new Effect.
Highlight('comment_body_usertext')" class="small Text" href="#comment_form" Watching my prim and proper friend scream and hug the boy (a stranger) next to her when the football team scored; another p and p friend saying "I wouldn't throw him out of bed for eating crackers" then blushing furiously; going into school late with one friend to convince another to skip - we weren't, uh, sober - and the lunchlady coming up to us "You know what I'm going to say to you, right? It wasn't till post high school that we learned the correct pronounciation.
Our biology teacher was tall, gangly, and absent-minded.
After a week or so I looked at him and said we get the idea, we'll come to class, and he looked at me and said "I know, but I enjoy this"Another was when we came back in to school from smoking, and the vice principal (who was standing by the door when we went out) stopped me as I came in the door, and I was thinking I was in some kind of trouble, and all he said was you have a new whole in your shirt.
Sure enough a seed must have popped and burnt a hole in my shirt. I think my favorite memory was cutting school on a Friday afternoon, and going over to a cheerleaders house to drink.
3rd: first french class where our 1st phrase was "ou est la biblioteque" and someone said, "that's good for Michele but the rest of us need to learn how to say where is the bathroom." and everyone laughed.
Michele wrote: "favorite high school memory: turning in an essay in Latin I that was so good my teacher (Sister Mary Alisa OSM) brought it to her classics seminar with my permission.
Highlight('comment_body_usertext')" class="small Text" href="#comment_form" Jammies wrote: "Nothing.
High school and I really didn\'t get along."\n\n' $('comment_body_usertext').value;new Effect. I still remember the first time I laid eyes on him."\n\n' $('comment_body_usertext').value;new Effect.