Entire classes devoted to the subject of trying to scare the twelfth graders to death are becoming a reoccuring phenomenon. The only time I ever really worry about what to do next year, to the point of nausea, is right after these classes. Because apparently if we make one mistake, or take one wrong course, we've just fucked up our entire lives
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