Ten years ago tomorrow I started this journal. My hope had been to write something typically verbose and pointless to mark the occasion, but tomorrow I'll be on a cruise ship, and this morning all I have is my iPod and not much time to kill. So self-aggrandizement will have to wait ( Read more... )

Recently, while browsing my alma mater's website, I discovered that a number of the factulty that were there when I was there have retired. This is obviously something that happens to everyone, and if I live long enough all of the faculty who were there when I was will eventually retire ( Read more... )

We're going to the Lair!!

( OK, so what is the Lair? And why am I exited? )

I think I've discovered the conclusion to my string of nostalgic entries. Or at least, I feel like something has been leading up to these realizations. Anyway, this entry is not a final conclusion, rather, I feel like a door has been unlocked. My explanation is roundabout, so bear with me ( Read more... )

Y'all getting sick of this nostaliga thing yet ( Read more... )

In 7th grade, our science class for that year was "Health Science." A whole year of Health. It was taught by our biologoy teacher and our wellness instructor (which in most schools is simply called a "p.e. teacher"). Our wellness instructor was also the japanese teacher. A year or two later, she moved next door, by chance, and became my next ( Read more... )

Lately I've found myself recurrently pondering the subject of Junior High School. The advent of this I owe to Livejournal's schools lists (where you put the schools you've attended on your profile, etc.)

What did it was finding my elementary school in their database, and contacting the one other person who was listed under that school. There are ( Read more... )

There is something ironic about this: The smallest mug I found was the one that has a picture of a bear in a nightshirt dozing off that says "celestial seasonings sleepytime herb tea ( Read more... )

I went out after my first final of the day to get lunch and fresh air ( Read more... )

Let me tell you a story about a cherished tradition at York School, the school I attended in 11th grade ( Read more... )