You probably had more bustling creative energy than anyone I've ever met. Every stitch of clothing that you wore to school was created by your own two hands, and every bit of it was cool and different. You were a walking testament to your talent. The theater teacher roped you into doing costumes for a few productions, but your main drive was to work in fashion. I hope that's what you're doing now. I also hope you're still radiating kindness the way you did back in high school. I remember at the official school sanctioned prom after-party, there was this terrible stand up comedian. Not a single person in the crowd was laughing except for you. You just felt bad for the poor guy.