Thursday, March 4, 2010

this has absolutely nothing to do with anything...

...other than that i just remembered it yesterday and thought i'd share.

sophomore year in high school....hilton head high, spanish three honors. i could list every person in that class, but no one except jenn and laura would know them, and it suffices to say that it was the most diverse group of people you've ever met, from the class clown to the football star, to the mexican gang member, to the valedictorian, to the....you get the picture.

it was the best class i ever had in high school. not only did i learn a ton and gain a superlove for the spanish language, i laughed my head off ninety-nine percent of the time. (i'm trying this new thing where i write numbers out in letter form...let me know what you think.)

anyways, yesterday as i was studying for my project management exam, a boy who happened to have been in that spanish three honors class and who is now in said project management class sat down and started to study with me in the lounge on the first floor of sirrine.

it reminded me of the class. which reminded me that at one point, for some reason, mattie stokes, laura westby, and i made a papier mache octopus. it had a name, i'm sure of it, although i can't remember what it was at this point. it also reminded me of the time we had to play pictionary using only spanish words and our drawing skills, during which time da-veeed (in classic spanish pronunciation) was trying to say butcher and ended up repeating "CARNE ROJO, CARNE ROJO!" over and over and over again until everyone was cracking up. it reminded me most, however, of the time (times, semester-long time) that i convinced the girl named ashley that i was a member of the religion of "youthanism" which necessitated marriage before age 16, and that we were getting married on july 4 because it was symbolic of freedom from the reign of our parents. she asked me where i was registered and asked what i wanted as a present.

again, this has absolutely nothing to do with anything, except each of these stories put me into absolute stitches.

1 comment:

esperanza said...

LAUGHING out loud on my thirty minute break at starbucks.

Some stories will never be old.