a tribute to ooltewah high

it wasn't a fancy private school, it wasn't new, and we sure didn't have much money. the teachers were underpaid, the food was interesting, and the hallways crowded.

all this aside, i have decided to pay tribute to the previously described "hell" where i spent the last four years of my life.

*note* unless you actually went to ooltewah, you will have no idea what i'm talking about...

~mr. dobbs and the scandal of 2001-2002.

~homecoming week and the R.O kids with their camo.

~the girls bathroom in the old wing.

~taking pictures of fights during lunch.

~"dress code nazi"

~getting saturday school a few times a year for wearing the wrong colored shirt.

~the lunch line police

~how you always ended up getting stuck behind the black kids in the lunch line...and how you somehow kept seeing more and more of their friends ahead of you...

~"mr. belding" coming to the homecoming pep rally.

~getting lost in the circle freshman year.

~"teachers, please check dress code and send those violaters to the office. thank you"

~"make it a great day, or not, the choice is yours."

~the bomb threat sophomore year.

~the kid with a "gun" sophomore year.

~the heaters on in april and the A.C. on in december.

~the fifty thousand coke machines in the building and lack of books..paper..computers...etc..

~the broken seats in the little theatre.

~mice in the choir room.

~dead mice in the choir room.

~the ceilings that leak when it rains...and those tiles that have so much built up water behind them that they come crashing down in the middle of class.

~the brand new, state of the art, never before seen juice machine that was always "out of order".

~the smell of pot in the girls bathroom.

~the lunch lady who would always let you slip by with an extra milk..extra fry..etc.

~the lunch lady who would never let you slip by...

~the teachers that let you eat in class and the teachers that always insisted "no food in class, it's against school policy."

~the kids who always did "sound stuff" at assembly gatherings and wherever...

~"and the winner of the _______ award goes to...AMANDA HICKMAN!"

~parking in the gold lot during a massive rain storm.

~going to ooltewah for 4 years and never quite being able to wake up on time once..

and finally...

~the school spirit you always accquired your senior year when you realized that school was just another big joke in the grand sceme of a little thing called life.