"...and these children that you spit on, as they try to change their worlds are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through... - David Bowie"

Though I never really cared that much about David Bowie besides how hot he was in Labyrinth. I can't help but believe that this sums up what I experienced in that library on that fateful Saturday. March 24, 1984.

Here is the essay Brian wrote,

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 athelete, a basket case, a princess, a criminal and an lesbian. Correct? That's the way we saw each other at seven o'clock this morning. We were brainwashed...