A Brief Reflection on High School
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1) This may indirectly refer to you.
2) Please don't get butt-hurt.
3) These are all honest opinions.
To those whom it may apply:
Yes, I realize that your immature comments aren't intended to be harmful but I wish you could stop.
Yes, I know that you want to get to that college but I wish you could just be honest with yourself.
Yes, I pretend to be interested in what you want to say but I wish you would shut it if it's about your resume or grades.
Lastly, thank you for those people who have given me support over the years.
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