Reca(o)llection

Yesterday, Franco and Timmy (old friends from Bosco) passed me by in the PCC parking lot. We all went up to this spot up by the San Gabriel mountains and smoked. I missed those guys. Glad they seem to be doing well.

I wonder how a lot of people from high school are doing from time to time. There were a lot of good people in my class. That whole 'brotherhood' philosophy of the school seemed to have translate well enough I suppose, in looking back.. but I think it was actually the horrid-ness of the admin, certain faculty, and the general, whether direct or indirect, mistreatment of the students that brought us all together.

That and being in the same classes for upwards of four years together.
Spend enough time with someone and you're pretty much siblings whether you like it or not.


This talk makes me ponder a teacher career yet again.. /shrug
"That's such a stupid question, in my opinion. I mean how do you know what you're going to do till you do it? The answer is, you don't ... I swear it's a stupid question." --Catcher in the Rye