The Mhs Class of '77 Chapter Two

sans to stand proud and tall (all five and a half feet, but blunted maximum height topped off just shy of seventy inches - in reference to yours truly) against bullies to this very day such emotional repercussions congeal asper anxiety, obsessive compulsive disorder, panic..., which physiological symptoms served psyche not to feel and only of late (particularly with daily intake of about a half doe zen pharmacological prescription medications do check and induce schizoid personality disorder (the diagnosis encompassing, the gamut mental health issues) to heel akin to a well trained service dog, which fractured psychological state i.e. garrison to pitch and toss upon the precarious tipping point i.e. surpassing the tipping point, where thy body electric doth keel, which precarious state finds me socially awkward, and off kilter, and maybe this chap ought to take a page from professional athletes facebook playbook, and take a knee qua to kneel hence this improvisational explanation why yours truly felt discombobulated to attend the recently held reunion, now aye wanna axe something serious, and fur real, which essentially constitutes whether a current list of 1977 students, who received their high school diploma could be sent to me, whereby at least one alumni could buffer end this contemplative, intuitive, and pence eave guttersnipe wannabe with zeal. hie haint gonna hold ma breath, nor wait fir any religious chief such as allah boot nothing ventured...blah...blah...blog...blog...