We live directly next to a high school out here in the lovely Beacon Hill. Apart from crazy rush hour moments between 730am-8am and 2pm-3pm, it's actually not that big a deal. I thought it would be noisy and I'd be that person yelling "Keep it down, ya crazy kids!!", but this hasn't been the case. Phew! I stumbled upon this little bit of trash outside said HS today. Memories of grade school came flooding back. I didn't know they still served milk in these tiny little milk cartons! We used to have a competition at lunchtime to see who could be the fastest at drinking all their milk, then neatly folding up the carton into as flat a piece as possible. I won once. I was king of the cafeteria that day. Agh, youth.
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