Homecoming.

So, im sitting in my favorite class writing this blog post, and im thinking, "HOLY FUCK! I told myself that i would never get this involved in this "SCHOOL SPIRIT" shit.". I look back to the last time i sat in this room and voiced my opinion (DEATH TO ALL SCHOOL SPIRIT AND PEP--ASSEMBLIES). I think about how much i miss this room, this teacher, this class. I think about how much i miss the way this room would all of a sudden flare up with excitment, with opinion. How it would fill with the ideas of young, and intelligent minds. How i could put myself out there and be okay because everyone else was doing the same thing. How i could say what i wanted, how i wanted, at anytime. I know it was a caotic way to run a classroom, and not everyone enjoyed it, but fuck them. This class was the best thing that ever happend to my so far insignificant life. This is the place i started to believe in myself and my abilities. This is were i became the human being i am, with all of my morals and beliefs. This is were the seed of greatness was planted in me. It wasnt on some playing field were boys ran around and smashed into each other, or were you try and throw a ball around as hard as possible. No, it was here, with all your crazy disscusions, all of your journal entries, all the books that we read. It was you, you made the difference in who i am, and who im going to be. So i hope that you Humphrey know that you made the difference in me, and i thank you for that. So whatever the fuck your doing, keep it up, because all the kids you have that are like me, your making all the difference.