memory lane is a funny place

I took Jenny, my sister, to the high school this afternoon to accompany our neighbor in her audition for the fall play and while I was waiting, I decided to wander. They have just redone all of the walls and I have to say it looks loads better than the old, rotting wood before. Too bad they didn’t think of that 3 years earlier…  Anyways, it was funny to walk down all the halls and look in all the classrooms I spent 3 years of my life in. Man, that is a long time. I will be forever grateful that I don’t have to spend one more awkward lunch hour deciding who to sit with or daring one another to talk with a secret crush. Lunch hour was hard for me being the shy one, but the rest of high school was enjoyable. Things were so carefree then and life was much simpler. Don’t get me wrong, I would never want to go back and do it again. But I had a good time. I will never forget sophomore year in Mr. Benson’s debate class. Camille Hardy and I made that class a blast. Congress had to be my favorite part with all the ludicrous bills we would make up. That and it was easiest part of debate. All I found in there tonight was a woman behind her computer literally rockin out to Weird Al’s “EBay”. I sure got a kick out of her off-tune singing and odd dance moves. And in the math hall, there was another teacher practicing some sort of skit with off-tune singing and awesome dance moves too! Little known Rexburg secret: If you want some fantastic entertainment that will keep you laughing, go to the high school at night when the late working teachers think everyone has left. I have to warn you though, you might just pee your pants laughing so bring an extra pair.