Have you ever been in a heated discussion, most of which turn to politics immediately, and heard someone blurt out a statement that seems to make no sense whatsoever? These arguments seem to plague the youth of today, turning many from intelligent students into name callers.
As I sit on my couch – suffering from an unknown illness of the viral variety – I spend every five seconds updating my Facebook site. The S. Gay Street site provides a forum for the students of my school to write and read articles on a variety of issues.
Today I realized just how smart my classmates truly are.
I’ve stayed after school many a time. The debate team needs leading and however Urkel that makes me, it turns out to be my life on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
To escape the idiocy that embodies several of our team members, my partner in crime and I escape to the girls’ restroom.
