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Dear Oswego,
Well. Tomorrow morning, I will leave you in my rear-view mirrors.
You will no longer be my home, and I'm okay with that.
For what it's worth: It's not that you inherently suck, but it's safe to say that didn't do much for me, personally. I hated the Oswego Middle School 99% of the time, and the Oswego High School, 76% of the time. Early adolescence bit the big one, and if I never revisited it in my mind again, it would be too soon.
Yet.
Even the wasted friendships, sucky enviornments, vapid peers, brainless classes, and general retard misery helped mold me into the fabulous [Correction: single and fabulous] person I am today.
(Heh.)
So, thanks. For giving me my start. [And, apparently: For sucking.]
~~~
Peace the fuck out.
~ Liz ♥
Well. Tomorrow morning, I will leave you in my rear-view mirrors.
You will no longer be my home, and I'm okay with that.
For what it's worth: It's not that you inherently suck, but it's safe to say that didn't do much for me, personally. I hated the Oswego Middle School 99% of the time, and the Oswego High School, 76% of the time. Early adolescence bit the big one, and if I never revisited it in my mind again, it would be too soon.
Yet.
Even the wasted friendships, sucky enviornments, vapid peers, brainless classes, and general retard misery helped mold me into the fabulous [Correction: single and fabulous] person I am today.
(Heh.)
So, thanks. For giving me my start. [And, apparently: For sucking.]
~~~
Peace the fuck out.
~ Liz ♥