First off, I just want to say that I read my high school's semi-annual newsletter this week. One former classmate I talked to was having some sort of personal crisis over it. He looked at the class notes and decided that his life has "no meaning". We dated for several years, and, honestly, his life doesn't have much "meaning" to it. He has chosen that for himself though. He chooses not to forge meaningful relationships with people. He chooses only to give of himself to his dog and roommate and computer. I don't understand why it took a high school newsletter to make him realize this. I hope that it'll have some sort of profound impact on his life.
What I got out of reading it though was a sense of satisfaction. The JETS (junior engineering something or other) teams from my high school placed first (JV) and second (varsity) nationally. They were coached by a woman. One incredibly intelligent woman, Ms. Deborah Haggard. The teams are also always handpicked by her. The JV team contained two girls and six boys. The varsity team contained three girls and five boys. Yeah those girls placed in the best nationally in a math/science competition. It makes me feel better about that whole math olympics thing...
7/28/2001
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