Manchester High School

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The home to the best only decent four years of Chris's life
Chris happily serving niggos.

Manchester High School was where Chris finished his compulsory education from 1996 to 2000 (9th Grade to 12th Grade). Chris portrays this period as among the happiest in his life.[1]

Among Chris's classes were the usual subjects, 2 years of Spanish,[2] Sex Ed, Coping Skills and a lot of Art classes. He achieved an Honor Roll Grade Streak ALL THE WAY THROUGH M.H.S.[3]

Chris was the water boy for the basketball team along with Joseph Herring. He got a certificate and an embroidery "M" for this work.[3]

Accomplishments

10th or 11th Grade
12th Grade

Social Life

Most of Chris's friends were gal pals, not boy toys. He has classes and eats lunch with them every other day (the high school has alternating "odd" and "even" days). There are immature boys on the schoolbus, which he dreads. Chris's purported friends:

Seinor Prom

Chris took his mom to the seinor [sic] prom. Gal pal Tiffany felt sorry for him, and so asked him to dance, which seemed like hours to Chris. Chris hopes to re-enact this historic moment at an upcoming high school reunion.[7]

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Graduation

Chris's diploma. The public school system has failed us yet again.

For Chris, graduation was an emotional experience. In his own words:[8]

Graduation for me was a sad one then. I ONLY got recognized for my Grades with a Star Pin, yet they had MORE FANCIER AWARDS for more important qualities. I should have been Highly Recognized for my ARTISTIC TALENTS I showed in my Many Art Classes for the Award Ceremonies before Graduation Day. I felt crestfallen greatly from not getting recognized for any of my Talents. I EXCELLED IN MATH TOO FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!

I had gotten over the Award Ceremony on the Graduation Day, but to add Lemon Juice to an open wound, it was a Dark and Rainy Day that Day, and they handed out MORE TALENTED AWARDS right before handing out any diplomas. When I went up there to get mine, I was feeling depressed, upset, crestfallen and ticked off. When the award was handed to me, I took it without looking anyone in the eye, and I did not shake anyone's hands. I just walked back to my seat in the Graduating Crowd. Then soon after, I just walked the wrong way up the center aisle, found an isolated table and cried myself out. My mother found me later and comforted me; my father was ashamed of the way I acted, and he would later still be angry at recalling the moment. Tiffany also found me and gave me a caring moment of condolences back there. I gave her a plush Psyduck as a graduating gift beforehand.

Days after Graduation, we settled and moved back to our Ruckersville Home. But I left out two other reasons why I felt crestfallen at Graduation. I Never got the chance to ask Kellie out on a date, and more importantly, that I was leaving ALL my close Gal Friends behind.

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Sauce

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