my heart belongs on western and franklin
so basically, i went to the best high school ever. i mean, that's where i became ME. that's what made me who i am, and i like me, so duuuhh. ahahah i sound so conceited, but that's not my intent. if you never went to IH, you wouldnt understand how wonderful that place is. immac is where anyone can be themselves and you won't be shot down. its a place where WOMEN are respected, and are welcome to debate anything. its a place where girls turn into intellectuals about modern society, old government systems, the wonderful complexities of the mathematical world, and oh ... about relationships ;]. its a place where i learned to pick myself up after i have been squashed down. its a place where girls rule, and although guys are nice to look at, we know that aboyfriend is not a necessity to be happy.
i have made friends there with people i will never ever forget. all 132 of my classmates all made an impression on me. and i will never forget all of their names. also the underclassladies who i have come to love to watch grow.
it disappointed me that i couldnt make it to the hollywood bowl this year. its been exactly a year since that night, and it
thank you UCR for helping me appreciate IH more, and bringing me my new friends that ihave made. thank you immac for keeping that ones that i already have.
dude i am so thankful right now. thank you for listening rant about my high school. you must be annoyed by now.
so yah. this still makes me laugh, and right now, it's being passed along myspace bulletins again, just like a year ago<3
you know you are an immacer when
- you have a pair of penny loafers in your locker that you only wear on wednesdays for formal dress
- you feel free to yell about female parts to your friends all the away across the hall and not care who hears you
- you ask anyone what day it is and you get a number in response
- somewhere someone is having a douche fight
- every year you wish the walk money goes toward the "get an escalator/elevator up to the caf" fund
- hearing something called "the baker's dozen" is extremely exciting and worthy of screaming about
- you have a designated day where the whole school does a choreographed dance around Mary and think its fun
- you graduate at the hollywood bowl
- you park your car on the school softball field
- when you think of cows you think of the art teacher
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you walk into the library the day your big paper is due, and half your
class is there complaining and making up lies about why they couldnt do
it
- you see that everything from the school is decorated with a bazillion hearts and unnecessarily laminated [ms. gedeon]
- your navy blue sweater is either ripped up at the ends of your sleeve or at teh elbow, and you never bother to buy a new one.
- when you`re walking from 2nd period to section and you`re praying that its someone's birthday so that you can get the donuts (gooo fattiessss)
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you have mastered the art of distracting the english teachers and ask
them about their lives which can take up the whole period
- kairos is AMAZING. live the fourth yoo
- you get to ring a junior and walk the aisle and then plan a whole afternoon of fun sisterly funn!
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your classmates laugh at you and make fun of you for something, but you
always just laugh with them, NEVER feeling ashamed [ms. gedeon]
- you can pass gas from both ends and no one cares
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you complain about the mascot being the panda but deep down, you know
we're just like pandas. we like to eat, play, sleep and we're cute!
- you have samantha jade`s autograph
- you have nightmares about playing tug of war (because of .... )
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you watch the tyra banks show / america's next top model and you always
tell the person next to you "she went to my high school. class of 1991"
like she's one of your closest friends [rachel forman; asb president 0607]
- you go to rite aid at least once a week
- starbucks, jamba juice, coldstone`s, quizno's are always choices for after school getaways
- you know all the words to "since you`ve been gone"
