So I found this while looking through the internet.
I'm starting to actually question my life decisions.
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Well, at school today, my English teacher had us write a bio poem (a poem in which we have to tell certain things about ourselves). One of my classmates (who's also a Hamilton fan and was of the two people who introduced me to it) asked herself aloud who's a dead person she'd like to meet (one of the things we had to tell). Everyone started giving her ideas, and, of course, mine was Alexander Hamilton, which she then wrote him down as her person.
I wrote Margarita Schuyler as the dead person I'd like to meet. The Hamilton fanatic from before looked at me and said, "I love how you put Margarita instead of Peggy." (The actual reason I put Margarita instead of Peggy was because I thought we had to put their real name.)
Also, I just found out that Schuyler County, New York, was named after Philip Schuyler.
That was a useless fact.
