If you’re anything like us, your high school experience probably could’ve been better. You probably even thought, on that last day, something like this:
“Goodbye, judgmental popular kids. Goodbye, biology class that heard me call my teacher ‘Mom.’ Adios, awkward first date guy and classmates who remember my blue lipstick phase. I’m through with you guys.”
You laughed, and you high-fived your nerdy best friend and drove off to college, or Alaska, or where-the-heck-ever—and you thought you were done with people shamelessly judging you.