For you to really understand me, you first have to understand my frame of reference. I would scoff when people would tell me that a few hundred students in a class is "pretty big" at a school; I graduated from high school in a class of 647. That's normal to me. What a class of this size meant was that the TV-land dyhnamics never played out. There were always enough geeks, theater wierdos, goths, surfers, skaters, and what-have-yous that every high-school stereotype had its own clique and self-reliant subculture.
So I spent today hanging out at the beach with a bunch of firends of mine from high school, who rolled in the same Advanced Placement circles as I did. So there's six of us, strectch out in the sun and we get to talking about what people will be doing next year. One was already getting into politics, focusing on environmental issues. Three of us are starting law school in the fall, and a fourth took the test with us, but opted for banking. The last? He's doing Teach for America, but studying for the LSAT.
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