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What was I thinking about in high school? (in six words)
Boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys....
Oh. And my art teacher, Mr. Michaels was pretty cute too.
The miseducation of a high school student.
Educated enough to succeed in nothing.
Years of testing without learning anything.
Straight A-student with not much direction.
Good time friends having no foundation.
School summarized in words of six.
From the above, take your pick.
The last place I found friendship.
I find that as I left High School behind, my road became one of solitude.
True love was a death toll.
Wisdom absent, Rationality perplexed, Ease disturbed.
( W a r p e d . )
high school wasn't as rough as I expected to be, and it was definitely a mess.
"Still a better story than Twilight"
My High school, my staircase
A colorful extremely slim and curved oaken Staircase that led me to my ambitious dreams.
I got the "Good Enough Diploma".
[ 100% in Reading Comprehension]
[ 100% in Essay Section]
[ 99th percentile in Everything else]
[ 348 points below maximum points possible]