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Meh.. Got my alumni letter today and it kinda makes me sad... They were boasting about how my school is the school of choice and it's so big an has so many epic things and it's the best thing in the whole world....
Yet I have irreversible scarring from what people did to me there... Which the lady who WROTE that article knew about, and was supposed to fix, but just kept saying "we'll talk to them".. I know prolly most people didn't have an issue with their time there.. But I just feel kinda depressed when I read that sort of thing.... What other kids are in the same boat I was in? Ones close to suicide or something? How is that the school of choice?
I try not to think about it... Oh well. Travis helped me through the last couple years. My Filipino hero!!!

Spot frikking on, lol.
You Are The 1960s
You are a liberal minded, progressive, and caring person. You believe in love. You appreciate the dynamic days of the 1960s, when people truly wanted to change the world. You believe in justice and equality for all. You can't rest until everyone in the world is treated fairly. You are willing to stand firm for what you believe in, even if no one else is standing with you.
You Are The 1960s
You are a liberal minded, progressive, and caring person. You believe in love. You appreciate the dynamic days of the 1960s, when people truly wanted to change the world. You believe in justice and equality for all. You can't rest until everyone in the world is treated fairly. You are willing to stand firm for what you believe in, even if no one else is standing with you.