High school was the best and the worst of it. So much fantastic discovery happened during those years—so many new experiences, new people. I remember some really cliched moments when we would just sit there, relishing the fact that, yes we were in high school and we were doing teenagery things and how amazing that was (and fuck the cliche). And also doing things really out of the ordinary and enjoying those experiences equally. But it was also horribly awkward and painful at times: not being able to drive, first kiss, first time, school dances, being uncomfortable in your own skin. I’m so glad it happened (and that I survived!). I’m so grateful for the people I met and for all of the positive and negative experiences I had. I wouldn’t change a thing. Oh I’m getting so nostalgic…I might just have to break out my yearbook!