High School Flashback
I received an email today courtesy of Classmates.com. An old high school friend made contact with me after not hearing a word from him for about hanumuun years (can't give away too much). It was great to hear from him and discover that he is still alive. It was he that created one of the few good memories in my high school life.
Personally, I was not a big fan of high school. I hated the social aspects of it all and I tended to hang out with the misfits more often than not. I had a car, so the friends I had tended to stay with me. I never got arrested, but it wasn't like there wasn't cause to arrest me. As a teenage male, I tended to do stupid things.
I am sure my Mother knew about most of it, and never mentioned many. There were some cases where she had no idea. A good childhood friend (Red) and I were cruising around testing out the new camera flash I had while driving in my car (I said we did stupid things). On one of the main roads in our small town, the car we ended up flashing was a policeman. After we realized it, I hit the gas. We drove around a corner and using only my parking brake and after turning off the lights, I pulled into someone's driveway.
The cops flew by in both directions, and after ducking down in the car for about 30 minutes and having a serious need to pee, we pulled out and drove home. Looking back, there are a LOT of stupid things I did in my childhood.
I am sure a good majority of the people have either gone to a party or had a party in their parents house when they were away. With the friend who just looked me up, this is where his story is held in my memory.
My friend, we will call Streak, came to a party I had at my house. There were a significant amount of people at the party (about 20) and the amount of alcohol available to us was far beyond what we as high schoolers could intake. After drinking way more than we should have, Streak said he needed to make a phone call...across the street...at the gas station. Did I mention we were young and stupid?
Streak decides that he needs to perform this action totally naked. His strips down, and runs through the snow across the street and places a phone call to who knows who he called. I can only imagine what he had to say being drink, naked, and cold. Within a minute he ran back to our house.
Within a couple minutes, we were visited by the police once again. Everybody turned off the lights and layed on the floor, trying to hide from being spotted and the cops breaking down the door. The following morning, there were people laid out all over the house, the house was a disaster, and we were lacking a huge amount of alcohol from my parents stash.
Streak was ill with a hangover, but he among all of the people stayed to help clean up the mess.
This brings me to my point (as I almost always have one). Do I think that we could possibly get that childish and stupid if Streak and I met again? Probably. There something about living dangerously with a childhood friend.
When Red and I got together some years back, we went over the avoiding police scenarios with my Mom in the room. Her first expression was "WHAT!?" Then she informed us that she knew about the party we had while they were away.
All that time, I thought we got away with it. She informed us that the alcohol had to be thrown away because it was thinned out, and that she found food in the couch cushions.
Did you know...
According to a national survey, nearly one third (31.5%) of all high school students reported hazardous drinking (5+ drinks in one setting) during the 30 days preceding the survey.
Personally, I was not a big fan of high school. I hated the social aspects of it all and I tended to hang out with the misfits more often than not. I had a car, so the friends I had tended to stay with me. I never got arrested, but it wasn't like there wasn't cause to arrest me. As a teenage male, I tended to do stupid things.
I am sure my Mother knew about most of it, and never mentioned many. There were some cases where she had no idea. A good childhood friend (Red) and I were cruising around testing out the new camera flash I had while driving in my car (I said we did stupid things). On one of the main roads in our small town, the car we ended up flashing was a policeman. After we realized it, I hit the gas. We drove around a corner and using only my parking brake and after turning off the lights, I pulled into someone's driveway.
The cops flew by in both directions, and after ducking down in the car for about 30 minutes and having a serious need to pee, we pulled out and drove home. Looking back, there are a LOT of stupid things I did in my childhood.
I am sure a good majority of the people have either gone to a party or had a party in their parents house when they were away. With the friend who just looked me up, this is where his story is held in my memory.
My friend, we will call Streak, came to a party I had at my house. There were a significant amount of people at the party (about 20) and the amount of alcohol available to us was far beyond what we as high schoolers could intake. After drinking way more than we should have, Streak said he needed to make a phone call...across the street...at the gas station. Did I mention we were young and stupid?
Streak decides that he needs to perform this action totally naked. His strips down, and runs through the snow across the street and places a phone call to who knows who he called. I can only imagine what he had to say being drink, naked, and cold. Within a minute he ran back to our house.
Within a couple minutes, we were visited by the police once again. Everybody turned off the lights and layed on the floor, trying to hide from being spotted and the cops breaking down the door. The following morning, there were people laid out all over the house, the house was a disaster, and we were lacking a huge amount of alcohol from my parents stash.
Streak was ill with a hangover, but he among all of the people stayed to help clean up the mess.
This brings me to my point (as I almost always have one). Do I think that we could possibly get that childish and stupid if Streak and I met again? Probably. There something about living dangerously with a childhood friend.
When Red and I got together some years back, we went over the avoiding police scenarios with my Mom in the room. Her first expression was "WHAT!?" Then she informed us that she knew about the party we had while they were away.
All that time, I thought we got away with it. She informed us that the alcohol had to be thrown away because it was thinned out, and that she found food in the couch cushions.
Did you know...
According to a national survey, nearly one third (31.5%) of all high school students reported hazardous drinking (5+ drinks in one setting) during the 30 days preceding the survey.
Comments
running naked in public and hiding to avoid sleuths! That's interesting look back at your childhood.
:)