Look, I know that for this coping technique, we're supposed to write about our daily lives & our parents & all that Modern Family crap, but I'd rather not if it's all the same to
you. Mainly because my old man would hit the roof if i wrote about anything personal like that. He's an ok guy, i guess; but if you stuck a lump of coal up his ass, it would turn
into a diamond. I just want to tell you about some crazy crap that happened to me when I went to Degrassi. Before I had to spend my summer at this rehab facility. After my
sophomore year at Degrassi, i was disgusted by that school. Only 1 dude was spared from my disgust: Rick Murray. Rick was the most hopeful person that i've ever known & am
ever likely to know. All he wanted was to belong & Degrassi screwed him over. Despite his failures, he was a good friend & i care about his story, because the kids of Degrassi
sure don't.