It Was the Best of Times, It Was the Worst of Times...

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us…”

Mr. Dickens defines high school fairly well doesn’t he? No matter how much time I spend thinking about it, those years are the least definable of any other period in my life. I can remember good things and bad things. I can remember things that made me laugh and others that made me cry, and still others that made me do both at once.

I can absolutely say that overall I enjoyed it, but it was the uncertainty of it all that gave it some of its appeal.