I feel like today's secret is pretty common, so I won't waste my time trying to prepare you for it or explain it. It's simple; I hated highschool. Mostly just the last 2 years of it, but whatever, I wouldn't go back if you paid me. That said I'm glad it happened, and I'm glad that I experienced it with these people. I think this occasion calls for a:
Then and Now Photo Spectacular!
(yes I just used "spectacular" as a noun)
Here's us in 2005.
this was actually homecoming senior year...before half time, but I think we still lost.
others learned math and stuff; we learned how to annoy the cheerleaders at pep rallies.
and we successfully turned Bible class into a biweekly event
perfected "Blue Steel"
and got touristy all up in the D.C.
And in 2010:
we still take crazy awesome group shots.
succeed with the upside down camera shot.
have photo shoots in the bleachers
and remember that it isn't necessarily your surroundings that create fun, but the people sharing the spaces with you.
I really didn't like high school, but I loved the people who made me laugh, let me cry, and told me when I was being stupid (which let's be honest wasn't often enough because I was really dumb...forreal). I'd almost say that now I remember that I didn't like it more than I remember why, and I think that's okay because life goes on after high school, there are more important things than varsity athletics, and no one else really cares about advanced math either. Homecoming is fun to me because even though I don't recognize any of the small children who claim they're graduating in May and I'm subjected to the shouts of cheerleaders who cannot possibly be wearing their outfits for His glory, I get to spend time with people I don't see regularly and we get to laugh about silly things and pretend we're not grown-ups with responsibilities for 3.5 quarters (because let's be real here, we don't care about the game and beating all that 'game's over' traffic is what's up).