Thursday, November 8, 2012

School

So, in Pre-K, we had no music.  It was a Catholic school in Southeastern Florida but not along the coast.  People taunted me both years.

In kindergarten, we didn't really seem to do much.  I remember listening about black people on the head phones and a lot of things like that and coloring.  I actually liked the coloring.

In 1st grade, we learned to read eloquently, at least I did.

In 2nd grade, we had phonics, but I didn't pay attention and did well.

In 3rd grade, we got stories read to us a lot and had lectures.

In 4th grade, I got glasses.

In 5th grade, I had problems not going to the bathroom.

In 6th grade, I started going to sleep late.

In 7th grade, I was under the belief I'd get enough sleep.

In 8th grade, I failed the gifted test.

In 9th grade, I wasn't popular.

In 10th grade, I was busy.

In 11th grade, I flunked and switched to an unaccredited Baptist school down the street.

In 12th grade, I didn't get a 4.0.

In my 1st semester of college, I hadn't read my summer honors English books.

In my 2nd semester of college, I stayed up until like 5 A.M.

During the summer, I couldn't do any of the homework.

My 1st semester 2nd year, I couldn't do any of the history and had problems with the theory at the school during the hurricane break.

My 2nd semester 2nd year, ballet made me fat doing the after-school program, as well, and the really good people leaving.  I couldn't succeed in the non-honors courses in general studies.

My 3rd semester 2nd year, I felt tortured by noises that made me want to commit suicide and was taken to the police.

My 1st semester my 3rd year, I had to leave General Studies and had fun in the science lab courses.  I got a good part in The Nutcracker in the city but had to go home.

I took 1 course for 1 credit hour at my new home in Orlando by a guy who looked like Obama.

Next semester, I did classes online.  I lost my friends when I kept spamming them.  I failed.  I have to repeat the courses but won't.

I withdrew my next semester.  I remember going on Facebook one semester, too, but I didn't get on until the summer.

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