I am repulsed by the GHS graduating class of 2008. I am not proud to say I am a member of our class. Following last nights raffle, I had to fight the urge to smack some girl upside the head. She had won a really really nice digital camera, one I was crossing my fingers and wishing on pennies to win. She left the building two or three people in front of me. As we left the room I heard her complain "I don't even know why I won this, I don't need it. I already have five at home. I should've won something else." It's the ungrateful, materialistic, immature bitches that I attended school with that make me ashamed to be associated with the class of 2008. Here's my message to you: When you go out and enter the real world, and it hits you that you'll no longer have everything handed to you, I'll be sitting in my Northampton Apartment (that I'm able to afford because I worked my ass off in high school while everyone else had mommy and daddy buy them all of their pretty shiny things) laughing my ass off because reality will have finally smacked you in the face, something I fought the urge to do last night.


Congratulations to the few members of the class that I still have respect for, we made it through 4 years of hell in this snoody rich town. I know we all cant wait to get the hell out of here. Thanks for keeping me sane. Go hither into the world and succeed, so at the 10 year reunion we can stand in the corner, pointing and laughing at the people we couldnt stand in high school and how since June 16, 2008, they have put on weight and look ridiculous in that hideous sun dress. Most importantly, buckle up.