High School. Every day seemed more impossibly monotonous than the last. I ignored the voices of my teachers – as well as I could – out of pure boredom. If you were to ask me if I was learning anything here at McKinley, I would reply "Not really. I've heard all of these lessons before, and then some" and then walk away, seemingly unfazed by it. But truthfully, it bothers me that everything is so simple here. It shouldn't be. Dalton's work was much more difficult, but I enjoyed the challenge. I miss learning and having to study for quizzes and assignments. Now, studying isn't even necessary. And I hate it.
My heart may be at McKinley, but any chance I have of learning something new and becoming brainier – for my father's sake, because he wants so badly for me to get into a good college – Well, that's back at Dalton.
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