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In case you were wondering, Mrs. Palmeri is still a bitch.
She decided to choose right after my brothers orchestra concert to bitch me out about not playing at graduation. Is it so wrong to want to enjoy your own graduation and sit where you want and not have to worry about your instrument and then getting it afterwards and all that? No, I don't think so. Nevermind that we had been alone several times before this, talking, and she chose this evening to yell at me. In front of several parents. SHe is still the queen of guilt trips. Fuck that. I was not the first, nor will I be the last to refuse to play at my own damn high school graduation. It was two years ago!! GET OVER IT!! AAAGH. I'm so mad.
Wish I had company right now. Oh well, basketball is important. Yeah.
She decided to choose right after my brothers orchestra concert to bitch me out about not playing at graduation. Is it so wrong to want to enjoy your own graduation and sit where you want and not have to worry about your instrument and then getting it afterwards and all that? No, I don't think so. Nevermind that we had been alone several times before this, talking, and she chose this evening to yell at me. In front of several parents. SHe is still the queen of guilt trips. Fuck that. I was not the first, nor will I be the last to refuse to play at my own damn high school graduation. It was two years ago!! GET OVER IT!! AAAGH. I'm so mad.
Wish I had company right now. Oh well, basketball is important. Yeah.