makes me realize just how truly much I hated school. Not because of the subject matter, but because of the people. I was picked on non stop because of my weight from beginning to end. I had no friends, no one, not even teachers, stood up and tried to help me, which I consider just to be just as bad. I was alone and on my own, not being able to do what school kids do. I wasn’t able to go to school dances, never had a girlfriend, never got to go to the prom, or have friends to hang with. A guy asked me In maybe 9th grade “Why are you so smart? is all you do stay at home and read?” well yeah, when no one wants anything to do with you, what else is there to do? My parents had to drag me kicking and screaming to graduation because 1: I didn’t wanna dress up since fat people don’t do good in a suit and 2: Why would I want to be around those scumbags any longer then needed? It was a stupid piece of paper for goodness’ sake! Thank God it’s over, I don’t think I could handle much more of it!