my alma mater . I spent four years of my life there. met the man of my dreams, some of my very closest friends, and several monumental events that i shall not name here. yeah there were some negative things, but without those how can you judge the good the good stuff?

my trip down memory does have a purpose…chris and I were watching a show and we saw our school on a promo for the ten o’clock news saying something bout somebody being in critical condition or something or another…you know its always cryptic and confusing so you’ll tune it to get the whole story. anyway the news come on and what had happened was some retarded black kid had gotten into the 12 feet end of the pool and (in the retard’s words) had drowned. obviously he had ALMOST drowned cause he couldn’t swim. and the mother said she was surprised that there wasn’t a teacher with her son at all times in the pool area seeing as to he was special needs. well, I’m calling him retarded but besides the fact that he looked like a retard he was not technically retarded. he was in regular public school and he may have had some kind of learning disability or something but he was otherwise normal. and he hadn’t been given swimming lessons. He’s in high school for god’s sake if he is so damaged that he doesn’t know to avoid water that is 12 feet deep when he cant swim (1st of all she is a shitty parent for not explaining that whole drowning thing before now and she should quit her job and home school to make sure he properly cared for if he needs a 24 hr. nurse by his side to prevent him from swallowing water when it gets in his face)then a teacher standing next to him isn’t going to be able to protect him from her stupidity. what will probably come out is that the “special needs” that he has is probably ADHD or dyslexia. she will end up getting a million dollars from an already struggling school district when the fault is hers for not teaching her kid to behave and follow fucking directions. I’m sorry he got hurt and almost died, but my taxes will be raised now to pay for him being an idiot. she’ll play the part of the concerned parent just wanting to make sure it doesn’t happen to anyone else’s kid…but what do u want to bet she doesn’t spend any time with that kid of hers. but right now she’s going cha ching!

when I was in high school (at that school) we all had to demonstrate our swimming ability. until the coaches were satisfied that we were strong enough swimmers we were not allowed on that side of the rope. either in the pool or out of it! there was 1 girl in my class who couldn’t swim…the coach had her walk laps the length of the shallow end of the pool back and forth while the rest of us were swimming laps in the deep end. if we were playing polo or something in the shallows she played along. so i find it hard to believe that they just tossed him in and said “Oh look he hasn’t come up yet! Do you think maybe he can’t swim?” Do you think Maybe the kid thought he could magically swim that day?