tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521993746854557819.post3028313551535470029..comments2024-03-16T07:11:01.865-04:00Comments on Chronicles:A Quarter Life Crisis: Jumping Back Into The Swing of ThingsChaotically Calmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02076191018013608974noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521993746854557819.post-37471705614896025562009-01-07T14:18:00.000-05:002009-01-07T14:18:00.000-05:00Back in high school, on the first morning of the f...Back in high school, on the first morning of the first day of each schoolyear, as soon as I heard my mother telling me to get up, I'd mutter to myself: <EM>Oh, no. Nine more months of high school hell.</EM>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6521993746854557819.post-44817924338264490062009-01-06T19:10:00.000-05:002009-01-06T19:10:00.000-05:00You can't imagine how many alarm clocks I've owned...You can't imagine how many alarm clocks I've owned that found their way up against my wall. I feel for ya.Me-Me Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15702437014277335742noreply@blogger.com