ext. shermer high school - day

(it's sad when a movie or a piece of fiction defines a time in your life more than the things you actually did. i guess that makes me a sad person then.)

Saturday...March 24, 1984. Shermer High School, Shermer, Illinois.

Dear Mr. Vernon...we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong, what we did was wrong. But we think you're crazy to make us write this essay telling you who we think we are, what do you care?

You see us as you want to see us...in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal. Correct? That's the way we saw each other at seven o'clock this morning. We were brainwashed...