Humor will not be tolerated!! -Portia

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:Woo! 8) 8)
Fear my smiley face wrath.

By the way, I read at least two books a week during the school year... But I'm a high school student so I don't know if that changes things...

I suddenly feel very old.

Benvolio wrote:I suddenly feel very old.

I feel old with you. We need to start looking for one them old folks homes to put ourselves into now.

Benvolio wrote:I suddenly feel very old.

I can't decide which makes me feel older: the high school comment, or the barrage of smileys. Probably the smileys.

Oh come on Benvolio, you know you want to use some.

Fredjikrang wrote:Oh come on Benvolio, you know you want to use some.

Dude, Fred's using peer pressure on you. Don't give in! Just say "no!"

Come on man! You know you wanna. One little smiley and all your troubles will go away!

bobtheenchantedone wrote: Dude, Fred's using peer pressure on you. Don't give in! Just say "no!"

Yes, Remember what you learned in the DARE program so long ago. Remember Sheriff McGruff! Remember the Titans?!

Anti-SARRMM wrote:
Yes, Remember what you learned in the DARE program so long ago.

My oh my, but I do live a life of coincidences! I am actually wearing my DARE shirt right now.

Fredjikrang wrote:
My oh my,

Oh, upon reading that, I totally thought that you were going to interpret DARE as something nasty, and I just started laughing when I read the rest of it. Brownie points to you sir.

As an RM now coming up on 3 years home, I've felt older and older compared with lowerclassmen. I've noticed that a good way to feel old is to think of where you were when 9/11 happened. Everyone remembers where they were when that happened. I was a senior in high school (Class of '02), and my girlfriend was a freshman in college.

Her roommate? She's technically a Junior now. She was 13.

Geez. I'm so old.

And I was a sophomore in High School. I found out when I got to school because the family generally didn't turn on the TV in the mornings.

Cognoscente wrote:I've noticed that a good way to feel old is to think of where you were when 9/11 happened. Everyone remembers where they were when that happened. I was a senior in high school . . ..

Dude, I was in high school when the O.J. Simpson verdict was announced. (Watched on live TV during a history class, in fact.) If any good has come of 9/11, it is that the O.J. Simpson trial is no longer the defining moment of our generation.

Benvolio wrote: Dude, I was in high school when the O.J. Simpson verdict was announced. (Watched on live TV during a history class, in fact.) If any good has come of 9/11, it is that the O.J. Simpson trial is no longer the defining moment of our generation.

That's true, we now have an incompetent president and the whole world hating us to define our generation. Of course the good thing about having such a sucky president is that our generation is actually getting involved and will vote.

I think I was in... fifth grade when 9/11 happened...

Giovanni Schwartz wrote:I think I was in... fifth grade when 9/11 happened...

I think this statement here makes me feel older than all the smilies posted so far.

I was in fifth grade when the O.J. verdict was announced! ...Weird.

I had barely started ninth grade when 9/11 happened, but I skipped a grade.

I don't remember the OJ Simpson business, personally.

I was 14 when the Olympics came to Utah.

And about 10 with the Bill Clinton scandal.

And a Beehive when boy bands were popular.

And I think it was the summer before my junior year of h.s. when the first Pirates movies came out.

Cognoscente wrote:Her roommate? She's technically a Junior now. She was 13.

Geez. I'm so old.

Same here, except I'm a Super-Senior by credits, and graduating in December!

BWA HA HA!

You know what Portia. I may just hate you.

Cognoscente, I think your math is slightly off. I was definitely in junior high (7th grade) when OJ's verdict came out, but September 11th was definitely my freshman year of college. It happened to be the second Tuesday of the semester, so my first BYU devotional, which was supposed to be President and Sister Bateman welcoming us, turned out to be a rather improvised affair where we all sang "America the Beautiful" and President Bateman's scripted talk got scrapped in favor of comforting words to the BYU community. It was an interesting way to start college.