I just realized it this morning… twenty years ago to the day, I was wearing a knitted tie and an ungodly light blue blazer, while actively being psychologically abused, during first full week of high school.

I don’t know if remembering the memory sucks as bad as realizing that it was twenty years ago… either way tho… jeesh.

Think you’re immune to thoughts like this? Current freshmen classes of high school and college car the Class of 10. Yes, as in 2010.

Ugh.