| This page is basically devoted to those who take an active part in my life. My life has encompassed many losses and gains of friends. These are the people who have enough patience to put up with my absurd nature. And those who sorta enjoy people like myself... (spooky isn't it?) But, I've decided to just keep the page small. Because if I featured certain people, particularly those who I attend school with, certain not-quite-favorite friends might get pissed out of jealousy. So I'll post the pics I receive, and feature the a couple women who help broaden my horizons. And, I'll do a feature on those who have or create their own site. Sound like a nifty trade off? |
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| This was from a few years back. With the exception to myself, we all looked a bit younger. The picture was taken on a bus ride home from Latin Regional Competition. On the left side, I think is Ashley J's head, above her is Gordon. To the right of him, with the blackened mouth is Brandon M. In the very rear of the bus was FES. He got sent back to germany 2 summers ago. The girl to the right who is obviously talking is erin M....The man in the seat in front of her is crazy Amit. (Little did anyone know that erin and amit would someday have relationship troubles...and in a very psychotic way at that) And finally, the most right is me. Back when I still wore floral-print shirts, and with a brand new reggae-hat in hand. |
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| Another function of the the dead language. This time, it is Latin State. From the left, in the corner is Thomas. Whe's a physics master. Actually he's a Master Master. He knows about everything. From garbage and recycling, to plate tectonics in 4th grade. Lets just say he reads too much. Cum gladius et scutum(With sword and shield) is TJ aka Big Time. He's also wearing my pimp hat I might add. To his right, is FES (see above comments) One over is gordon again. Posing like an original gangster. On the floor is Mikey B. (calc master and co-valeditcorian(at least he's not second best) One more over is Jason. Also posing like an O.G. And then to the very right is me. God knows what I had in mind when I built my toga. I think I just didn't want to buy any cloth to make a new one. So, like a bum, I used all the scraps around the house and pieced together something resembled something sorta like a Jamaican Toga... And with hat, sword, cane, shades and fake-reefer, I made the best I could. And by Hercules, it went over well. I had all these insane latin girls saying, "Ohhhhh! I love your toga! It is so cool!" I was a regular latin pimp. |
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| The article basically says it all. This was taken in the later part of 1988. (maybe early 89) It has been many years since then though. So if I forget exactly when it was, let's not forget that I was in kindergarten. But I'm still tight friends with my man Jesse(far right). Although I don't talk to Jacob anymore, I hear he's had big female troubles with his last woman. (basically to the affect of being cheated on with a by his woman and a man of the other race.) |
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