Matt Carter:  

School Four thousand characters for a life story? Well, maybe not a life story, but a school life story's about the best I can manage I guess. I tend to be long-winded so I dunno if I'll be able to fit it all in here, but let's see what happens and see if it works. Anyhow, like anyone and everyone bound to be readin this profile (assuming more than two actually look at this thing), I'm a South Pas Tiger and reasonably proud of it. Hell, I'm damn proud of it. Back in school I'd never have admitted it of course, I had that whole blending-into-the-background thing down to a science (really, I will give $5 to whoever actually recognizes me (well, ok, not really five dollars, I'm working and going to school and neither bodes well for keeping money in my pocket)), and gratuitous parentheses aside I'll admit that I had a blast. Really, I did, I didn't think I did, but I did. It's one of those things that takes a lot of looking back, ya know? Seriously, I would've sworn up and down at the time that high school was one of the most miserable times of my life and I was thankful to be out of the hellhole. Yeah, why does it always take looking back to know you were wrong? I mean, high school was great, good times, good company (even if I didn't know it), good crushes (of which I probably had too many), and memories... well, I don't know if all the memories were good, but they made things interesting to say the least. A crush I had since elementary school that I never got out, yeah, that don't count among the more pleasant memories (a certain Miss Caitlin Marie Bryant for the curious, though I'm sure I'm not the only one), but it was a good learning experience at the very least. Dancing in front...Expand for more