Time to take it back.
sitting in a desk droning on agian. wating for the fun to begin, not the test or the home work. but the hands on things that actually teach us what we need. So time for a stand. through that paper on the flor and wait for the time to come where we choose what we have to learn and not what people tell us to. time to choose the class mates you have and give the boot to the rest. time for me not you, time for my cericulum to come out and tell what i want to learn about. IT IS MY TURN, my turn to teach the teachers and take back my life.
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