permit me to be nostalgic...

I found myself flipping through my old high school yearbook lately (yes, it's still intact). It's all Jonathan's fault; though I really shouldn't blame him. I've said it before and I'll say it again: high school was great. Those were four years burned into my soul; burned so deep that after fifteen years, the memories remain as vivid as ever. Should I die and come back as a cockroach, I would like to be a cockroach infesting a small corner in the hallowed halls of my old school... never mind that the people there won't take kindly to my presence.

I miss you guys.

ding!

light show

hang on

i've been bugged

queen of the parade

bark!

out of focus

colours

follow the echo (great game, btw)

zoom

look back (old photo)

the number three (old photo)

the elgin o'hare at dusk (old photo)

sky tower (old photo)

drink up (old photo)

fox river angler (old photo)

torch (old photo)

A-choo!!!

mailboxes (old photo)