Good lord, Mr. White (er, scaredy; why the two handles? I like scaredy a lot better).
Anyway, he sounds like Mr. Miserable, nobody likes me and I don’t like anybody. The anti-TG.
I have reason as much as many to be bitter about the high school experience, but sheesh. I haven’t hung out with any of my HS buddies since I graduated. When preparing to move, I decided I could dump my yearbooks to save space, but I don’t feel near that much disdain about it all.
Had a few great teachers, some good, some not so good. Some were really liberal, some were only a little liberal. (That was a joke. Well, also true.)
