This last weekend I received an e-mail from a high school classmate. First, let me explain my graduating class. I graduated from a very small high school. Most of the people I graduated with seem to believe high school was the greatest. I, on the other hand, didn't really enjoy high school nor did I enjoy the people with whom I graduated. In fact, my senior year I hung out with kids from the neighboring/rival school.
In the e-mail, Bubba (see what I mean?) asked for senior class pictures. He wants to scan them and add them to his MySpace page. Actually, it's a MySpace page dedicated to our class. This seems so pathetic. Well, until another classmate actually scanned his senior class pictures and e-mailed them. He probably had pictures of 80% of the class. Please explain this to me. Who could possibly still have pictures from classmates of 20 years ago? More importantly, who would take the time to scan and download them?
Like watching a car crash, I actually took a look at the MySpace page. I am so thankful my life continued after leaving high school, and I wish more for those who still live in the 80s.
In the e-mail, Bubba (see what I mean?) asked for senior class pictures. He wants to scan them and add them to his MySpace page. Actually, it's a MySpace page dedicated to our class. This seems so pathetic. Well, until another classmate actually scanned his senior class pictures and e-mailed them. He probably had pictures of 80% of the class. Please explain this to me. Who could possibly still have pictures from classmates of 20 years ago? More importantly, who would take the time to scan and download them?
Like watching a car crash, I actually took a look at the MySpace page. I am so thankful my life continued after leaving high school, and I wish more for those who still live in the 80s.
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