Saturday, January 9, 2010

Jr. High

Jr. High was a total blur- I don’t know about anybody else, but the memories for me are few and far between.

I mean, there was that one time when I had a steamy, 2-month affair with my biology teacher. Short, steamy moments in the girl's bathroom, a secret kiss between classes, our weekend getaway to Vail, the doctor visit for the abortion, the 3-year trial when he was accused of statutory rape, our 6 week trip to Mexico to escape authorities and live the rest of our days on the beach selling thread-woven bracelets, the moment he was gunned down by Mexican police for drugs, and then the 5 year stint I spent in a girl’s home.

Other then that, though, I really don’t remember anything else. Jr. High was just real dull.

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