Sports Fans check this a frind of min Liz Hahn(yeah the one in chorus might be shipping out read on)
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>about two weeks ago my dad told me he had some bad knews and then told me we
>were moving to Ft. Stewart in October. Yup he got orders to go there. Go
>figure. The first thought that made me sad was...and don't laugh... not
>being able to graduate from CHS. I realized how important our school is to
>me vs. going to some ghetto school. Once you've had the best you should
>never settle for anything less and I just couldn't handle going to some place
>where standards were low and all that sort. But that's what went through my
>mind first. Columbus High School. I didn't think of how sad it would be to
>leave behind friends... I didn't think of being torn from (insert male name here)... I didn't
>think of the idea that you and I would be in the same place and there would
>be some chance of us living across the street from each other again... all I
>thought about was our stupid school at first. I guess I know what means most
>to me. It's not always about what friends you have now or if you're being
>loved by some guy... for once I had my priorities straight and now I know
>that I need to give my best effort in school because now is when it counts.
>But what's most important in life anyway? Being lonely for the rest of your
>life... successful ... but lonely. Or having a bunch of friends and people
>there to support you along the way... even when you give your all and try for
>something and fail.. they will still be there right? and when you succeed
>they'll still be there right? Anyway so I'm getting off subject. But anyway
>so it was weird because that night after my dad told me... I didn't let
>myself cry. I just was like.. ok I knew this was too good to be true, I
>guess I can't change life, there's already a big plan mapped out for me. If
>this is the way it has to be then there is no point in being sad or crying..
>just deal with it. But then before I went to bed my mom told me that my dad
>was only kidding about moving for sure. my dad
>does have orders to go to Ft. Stewart.. and actually we still do as of now
>but my dad already got the papers turned in and many people already verified
>it by word of mouth and we're good to stay here until I graduate it's just a
>matter of finding all of the papers and stuff and getting it straightened
>out. the damn army.. my dad has taken in copies three times already and they
>keep losing them. but anyway kim so i just thought i'd share with you. well
>i'm gonna go now.
Sad true I know where she's comming from but yeah here was my reply
That was quiet interesting....but I can't say I feel sorry for you as harsh and cold hearted as that may sound. I thought the same thing when I found out we were moving. The work put into CHS was for nothing to the rest of the world since we don't get the diplomia but to us as people it means everything. Liz we've all got abilities that no paper can confirm that only we know are capable of. Like me I can speak spanish but I don't have the high school credits to prove it now do I? I can shoot a 40mm gun and hit a target from yards and yards, but do I have cop training, I know Yoshikai Karate forms and phylosipies but I don't have teh belt rank to prove it now do I? Liz it's not what others say you are it's what you know you are! Liz CHS taught us things that we couldn't learn anywhere else. It taught us to have the worst day but some how be able to laugh it off. It taught us how to stop a posser in a crowd, it taught us to seperate friends and foes and then use this knowledge to our advantage, it taught us most importantly that it doesn't matter how bad things get if you have people to share in your misery and understand you then all is not lost. People have judged me all my life and I've always surprised them in some way or another either with my no-nonsnes-filter-free speech or my take all accounts ideals of if nor understanding at least accepting. I'm tired of being branded by others because of what they think they know about me who they presumme I am I know what I am damn it! And you know what I've come to the point were I believe the rest of the world has set us up for failure. Sending us to the middle of nowhere to get a dead end diplomia but you know what sometimes the situation is only as good as you make it. If you go to a dead a end school fuck perfect score the damn SAT if the diplomia won't get you anywhere then you fucking help yourself with that! Liz the worlds not gonna make anything easy for you and you know that all this I'm telling you you know this already. It's just come on I'm more scared of going out there and being what I use to be-a brooding isolated girl that doesn't trust anyone because frankly I like what I've become here under Quita and Peter and Lum and Cat and Nori and Brie and all the other's tutoriage or caring and not being afraid to trust. I plan to go over there and raise some hell because I won't back down about who I am and what I think the world has dealt me nothing but lousy cards until now when I got some friends to give me support above all. School is school Liz and the situation is only as good as you make it to be. Yes school is important now but Liz you won't be in school forever and school won't pic you up off the floor on a bad day either. I know you're probably angrier than anything at me but I can only offer you a point of view...I will not offer sympathy because I don't see the need for it this is just one more challange to rise to now and laugh about later. Don't change your priorities because of me these are just my views you know but think about what you can take from the experiences don't dwell on what you can't.
So my people enlighten me as to if you think I was too hard on her...I'm curious to the rest of the world's opinion as always
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>about two weeks ago my dad told me he had some bad knews and then told me we
>were moving to Ft. Stewart in October. Yup he got orders to go there. Go
>figure. The first thought that made me sad was...and don't laugh... not
>being able to graduate from CHS. I realized how important our school is to
>me vs. going to some ghetto school. Once you've had the best you should
>never settle for anything less and I just couldn't handle going to some place
>where standards were low and all that sort. But that's what went through my
>mind first. Columbus High School. I didn't think of how sad it would be to
>leave behind friends... I didn't think of being torn from (insert male name here)... I didn't
>think of the idea that you and I would be in the same place and there would
>be some chance of us living across the street from each other again... all I
>thought about was our stupid school at first. I guess I know what means most
>to me. It's not always about what friends you have now or if you're being
>loved by some guy... for once I had my priorities straight and now I know
>that I need to give my best effort in school because now is when it counts.
>But what's most important in life anyway? Being lonely for the rest of your
>life... successful ... but lonely. Or having a bunch of friends and people
>there to support you along the way... even when you give your all and try for
>something and fail.. they will still be there right? and when you succeed
>they'll still be there right? Anyway so I'm getting off subject. But anyway
>so it was weird because that night after my dad told me... I didn't let
>myself cry. I just was like.. ok I knew this was too good to be true, I
>guess I can't change life, there's already a big plan mapped out for me. If
>this is the way it has to be then there is no point in being sad or crying..
>just deal with it. But then before I went to bed my mom told me that my dad
>was only kidding about moving for sure. my dad
>does have orders to go to Ft. Stewart.. and actually we still do as of now
>but my dad already got the papers turned in and many people already verified
>it by word of mouth and we're good to stay here until I graduate it's just a
>matter of finding all of the papers and stuff and getting it straightened
>out. the damn army.. my dad has taken in copies three times already and they
>keep losing them. but anyway kim so i just thought i'd share with you. well
>i'm gonna go now.
Sad true I know where she's comming from but yeah here was my reply
That was quiet interesting....but I can't say I feel sorry for you as harsh and cold hearted as that may sound. I thought the same thing when I found out we were moving. The work put into CHS was for nothing to the rest of the world since we don't get the diplomia but to us as people it means everything. Liz we've all got abilities that no paper can confirm that only we know are capable of. Like me I can speak spanish but I don't have the high school credits to prove it now do I? I can shoot a 40mm gun and hit a target from yards and yards, but do I have cop training, I know Yoshikai Karate forms and phylosipies but I don't have teh belt rank to prove it now do I? Liz it's not what others say you are it's what you know you are! Liz CHS taught us things that we couldn't learn anywhere else. It taught us to have the worst day but some how be able to laugh it off. It taught us how to stop a posser in a crowd, it taught us to seperate friends and foes and then use this knowledge to our advantage, it taught us most importantly that it doesn't matter how bad things get if you have people to share in your misery and understand you then all is not lost. People have judged me all my life and I've always surprised them in some way or another either with my no-nonsnes-filter-free speech or my take all accounts ideals of if nor understanding at least accepting. I'm tired of being branded by others because of what they think they know about me who they presumme I am I know what I am damn it! And you know what I've come to the point were I believe the rest of the world has set us up for failure. Sending us to the middle of nowhere to get a dead end diplomia but you know what sometimes the situation is only as good as you make it. If you go to a dead a end school fuck perfect score the damn SAT if the diplomia won't get you anywhere then you fucking help yourself with that! Liz the worlds not gonna make anything easy for you and you know that all this I'm telling you you know this already. It's just come on I'm more scared of going out there and being what I use to be-a brooding isolated girl that doesn't trust anyone because frankly I like what I've become here under Quita and Peter and Lum and Cat and Nori and Brie and all the other's tutoriage or caring and not being afraid to trust. I plan to go over there and raise some hell because I won't back down about who I am and what I think the world has dealt me nothing but lousy cards until now when I got some friends to give me support above all. School is school Liz and the situation is only as good as you make it to be. Yes school is important now but Liz you won't be in school forever and school won't pic you up off the floor on a bad day either. I know you're probably angrier than anything at me but I can only offer you a point of view...I will not offer sympathy because I don't see the need for it this is just one more challange to rise to now and laugh about later. Don't change your priorities because of me these are just my views you know but think about what you can take from the experiences don't dwell on what you can't.
So my people enlighten me as to if you think I was too hard on her...I'm curious to the rest of the world's opinion as always
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