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Eh. Nevada ain't so bad. It's hot but I mainly stay inside and waste away. The school system screwed me over. At my old school I spent time with counslers and teachers going on and on about choosing classes. And I get into this room and this guy says, "So what classes do you want to take?". So I'm over here thinking 'What??'. I mean he didn't even tell me what classes they offered. And after telling him what classes I was set up for at home he put me in the computer and said ok that's it. I really wanted to punch this guy. I tried to ask questions and tried to get anwsers but he starts talking about how he moved at my age. But in my mind I'm thinking,'I'm going to kill you!!'. Then he says," the good thing about moving is that you have no bad history with teachers".

.....This man was a d**k. I had no bad history with my teachers they all loved me!

And here comes some guy showing people around.. Oh great the a** left the door open and in big letters it says 'please keep door closed'. Can't he read. -goes to shut door- For you poeple out there that read this I'm in one of those places were all the houses look the same and we don't have the computer yet so I'm sitting in a place where they let you use the computers.

Anyway where was I?? Oh yeah. My teachers loved me! And here this a** is saying I had bad history. This man needs to die. So I went to the car, and cried for a bit, hit some stuff, and stomped my feet. I'm going back on Friday to get some real help.

And that's pretty much it. Well greetings from 'Hell'