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The FDA approves Viagra and our seniors go from just petrified to petrified wood<\/h4>\n
Meanwhile back in the 8th grade and I was in the middle of attempt #2638 of trying to dunk.\u00a0 Now as a young adolescent black male, being able to play basketball was as an important a skill as a girl knowing how to do her hair.\u00a0 And learning to dunk was like learning a french braid. (or whatever you ladies do with your hair these days to make it look all fancy)\u00a0 As I came crashing back down to earth from yet another failed attempt, Fleezy, who made it look so effortless (he made it look like he came out the womb dunking), gave me one line of advice.\u00a0 “Don’t Try So Hard.”<\/strong> He said to me.\u00a0 I looked at him like he was crazy and he gave me a crazy look right back.\u00a0 It didn’t make any sense to me.\u00a0 How would I be able to jump that high without trying my hardest?\u00a0 At the time I was really immature but I wasn’t stupid and I couldn’t argue with advice on dunking from somebody who does it in his sleep.\u00a0 I decided to give it a try.\u00a0 I decided that instead of my normal strategy of clinching my butt cheeks like I was going to jail, that I would just do it without thinking.\u00a0 And it like somebody lowered the already bent rim down a few feet as I easily glided up and dunked.\u00a0 When I landed I felt like superman and after that, dunking was child’s play and I understood how Fleezy felt.\u00a0 I looked at him and he just smiled and turned around to leave, recess was over.<\/p>\n I had gone through all of the normal awkward stages that a high school kid goes through and made it out alright.\u00a0 I was fairly well-known, not a hard feat in a class so small.\u00a0 I had learned a lot about life through my extra curricular activities (Another Story for Another Day) and applied those life lessons in school.\u00a0 I was still immature though and was still trying to find myself and who I was as a person.\u00a0 Homecoming was coming soon and earlier that year I decided to actually go to everyone of the dances that year since I skipped everyone before for reasons I probably shouldn’t have. (Another Day I Promise)\u00a0 As with most kids my age I wanted to be popular and because of my training in other areas I knew how to accomplish that goal.\u00a0 Just like a few years earlier I knew what I needed to do in order to dunk.\u00a0 Of course the challenge is in the doing.\u00a0 And just like back then I tried so hard to fit in and be popular.\u00a0 And once again i saw Fleezy making it look so easy.\u00a0 And once again I decided to try that advice he gave me so long ago.\u00a0 This is where OC<\/strong> (at the time it stood for Out of Control<\/strong>) was born.\u00a0 Without trying I just let my natural side take over and I acted without thinking, making friends left and right and deepening the bonds I had already made.\u00a0 I learned who I really was without effort and was crowned the Homecoming King that year.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\nJesse Ventura body slams his way into the governorship of Minnesota<\/h4>\n
<\/a><\/p>\nAnd Google begins its quest for information domination<\/h4>\n
<\/a><\/p>\n<\/h3>\nFlash Forward to Homecoming Senior Year<\/strong><\/h3>\n