Neither of the people voted "most likely to succeed" has left any web impression whatsoever.
I never used to take out my high school yearbooks before Facebook. Maybe because this year will actually be ten years. I wonder if they'll be able to find me to send an invite for the reunion. I've always said that I wouldn't go to a high school reunion until I can arrive in a helicopter with an entourage of at least three, but if I actually sell Trogs, that'd be worth rubbing in one or two faces at the least.
Anyway, I guess I really have nothing better to do tonight than read the comments people wrote in my yearbooks, and I have to say, none of them can possibly beat this freshman year gem from someone who was in my class (and barely knew):
Martin,Thank you, Craig. Your completely un-asked-for advice is as relevant now as it always was. Although judging from a quick Pipl search, it seems you've loosened up over the years and are happier for it. Good for you.
What can I
say—It's been
"Interesting" to
say the least—work
on responsibility
- Craig L—
One of these days, I'm going to do a detailed statistical analysis of my senior year's class portraits, finally settling such crucial questions as "exactly what percentage of my classmates quoted the Dave Matthews Band?" and "damn, did any males in my class NOT have a caesar with frosted tips?"