My teachers don't like me. I think they have it in for me. Then I remember the people who make me feel better about myself and remember that at my school what you look like doesn't determine who you are. Maybe the more I see him, the faster I will get over him. I still want to be really good friends with him.
High school is a wondrous free ride.
Our future is being handed to us on a great silver platter. Choosing the right path to take is up to us and us alone, it is our life. Yet, even though it is given to us on a silver platter, it doesn't come easy to us at all. It is really hard work for those with a learning disability standing between you and the education everyone else is getting. When the school day ends, you still might not be done for the day.