I love looking through the old yearbooks. My seventh grade one was filled with "stay sweet" or "stay cool" remarks, which pretty much meant "I don't know you and don't plan to". This progressed to more interesting ones "Stay out of jail" (?), "Keep on playin'" (fellow band geeks), to the most insightful ones in junior/senior class. I still think it's funny the only picture of you in the junior yearbook was of your hat when Nethercut stopped by... very apropos. :)
Old poetry is great fun as well - I have stacks of jr high poetry, all about death and unrequited love and angst, horribly good stuff. I liked the one you posted though!
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Old poetry is great fun as well - I have stacks of jr high poetry, all about death and unrequited love and angst, horribly good stuff. I liked the one you posted though!