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Post by toml admin on Jan 28, 2008 19:36:23 GMT -5
we are a brat pack
we're always kicking back
High school; It’s a two letter word for torture. At least, for some teenagers it is. For others high school is… perfection. Those people are the ones who have everything: The looks, the friends, and the talent. They’re the people who you love to hate. Then you have the outcasts, the rebels without causes; the troublemakers. There’s nothing better than hanging out in the parking lot, smoking and skateboarding. Then the in between; the unclassified. They’re moving through life on a cloud, doing what they do best: being themselves.
High school; There’s always drama. Your best friend slept with your boyfriend at a party you didn’t go to; your younger sibling is telling embarrassing stories your childhood, ruining your reputation. You’ve got pregnancy scares, cat fights, break-ups and make-ups. When you lose sleep at night, you find yourself wondering “Is it worth it?”
High school; like it or not, it’s the best time of your life. So what are you going to do? Sit back and let it beat the crap out of you or rise above it, enjoy your time and make a name for yourself? Grin and bear it, kid. You’ll be wishing for the high school years back once you’re gone.
Broken promises; Broken friendships; Broken relationships. High school, you’ve gotta love it.
nobody can take that
and that is that its like all we have.
Welcome to Ruthven, a small - yet privilegded - town in upstate New York. There's nothing really special about it, it's your average town. There's the elderly who are all smiles and neighbourly, always inviting your over for cookies and milk so you can chat about your life. There are the middle-aged, who always seem too busy to sit and listen to your problems, they're out making money instead. And then there's the adolescents - and just like every where else in the world, they're raising hell. It's life.
Now, are you ready to have the time of your life?
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