When I was in my Junior year I woke up one Saturday and was disgusted with what my body turned into. I had broke out with chicken pox. I ended up crying because I was sooo freaked out.

When we went to the doctors, he explained what it was and he said that if my brother has never had it either that he would get it exactly a week after I broke out.

They totally suck when you are 17 because the fever is sooo bad. I also got two big scars on my face because of those two whoppers.(See pics)

I remember I missed solo-ensemble and my duet because of it. But everyone in High School was amazed that both my brother and I never got it before.

Be forewarned, the pics are gross.

I remember it was one of the first Rifle River trips for me.  There were some older kids there (probably teenagers at the time) and one of them in particular was a troublemaker.  I remember that he said that he was part of a gang from Chicago and that they were a national gang, terrible and powerful.  This had a fearful effect on me.  I remember it being one of the first times I had heard about such a gang.  I am not certain, but now I know that teenagers say a lot of silly things like that to make them feel important and validate themselves.  I know the guy's father and the kid is probably just a spoiled suburbanite.  But still, as a kid I remember feeling pretty inimidated.

I remember my sophomore year in high school me and Lorne Deacon went out "Trick or Treating".  We were too old to be doing this but we wanted the candy and thought we would have a good time.  We thought we would be too old to get our candy stolen from us.

On Snowapple near Chris Shea's house we saw that there was a large group of hoodlums walking towards us.  We thought we would ignore them and walk by.  They surrounded us and demanded our candy.  It was pretty scary because I remember some of them had weapons and I remember one person carrying a blade.

We told them we would not give them our candy and when they insisted, Lorne said "No!" and ran away.  I was left alone with the hoodlums.  As they closed in on me, I thought for sure I was a goner.

But then, from out of the crowd, someone yelled, "Leave him alone, he listens to punk music!".  It was true, and never was I more thankful that I had been . . . Read More..

One time I spent the night at my friend Chris' house on a friday night. He was my best friend all throughout middle school, but this idea of ours to hang out turned out to be a life changing event for both of us.

We both we kind of sick and both had some kind of flu or something on this particular friday night and we did our usual stuff like play Super Nintendo into the wee hours of the night.

But that night something really messed up happened.  I had a Grand Maul Seizure in his house.  The reason I had one was because I was recently weened off of my medication.

Basically I was in a dream and I vividly remember falling from a cliff.  At this point in reality physically fell off the couch.  In my dream I hit the ground and I remember feeling like I was on fire.  Most doctors can tell you that you never feel anything when you have a Seizure, but I can tell you that it was the worst pain in my life and in my dream I was screaming and crying.

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Me and my friends enjoyed going to coffee houses back in high school.  It was kind of when they first started appearing, before the massive onslaught of Starbucks.  There was one called Gotham City Cafe in downtown Ferndale that we heard about.

So we went.  I think it was Jeremy Davidson, Dave Belch, Justin Harris and me.  Dave and I were in our band varsity jackets and Justin and Jeremy were wearing leather jackets, Jeremy was looking particularly preppy.  It turned out that Gotham City Cafe was a total Goth hang out.  It was very dark and strange in there and people were just kind of sitting on the floor.  I can't recall if we got coffee or just decided to leave.  At any rate, I think that people might have chuckled at our preppy appearance.

We left and drove around the block in front of the Cafe.  I think I yelled "fags" out the window and before we could think, some big guy jumped in a truck and started driving after . . . Read More..