Good memories... Good memories... Wake up, go to "school" (what's the capital of the United States? Very good. You pass the 11th grade), get screamed at in Raps, sit on your bed in the dorm and listen to staff restrain the kid who refuses to wash himself, go to activities at night and play tag and red light, green light (you're in high school, remember), go to the dorms and watch some kid steal all of your stuff ("I didn't steal anything!" "Mike, I saw you put it in your fucking pocket" "SWEAR ARGREEMENT! 2 Hours of work assignments!") and then go to sleep listening to a fat Welsh kid beating his meat 3 feet from you. Good times.