K-12 school district. Known for being over priced. pARENTS PAY OVER 35,000 PER semester. The teens here are stuck up. The boys are all tools and most likely some kinda caption for a team. The girls are most likely to be found at the mall on the weekends or cruising the streets of bloomfield in their pink car from daddy. The foriegn kids are made fun of and disincluded. Most people that graduate from here end up at Harvard or Yale. half the kids are fucked up for life and end up broke and asking for money at age 60. That is if their daddy hasnt given them a inheritance.
Hockey or trucks?? pick one. if you don’t you better learn how to skateboard and buy a breeze. drink of choice?? hey y’alls. it doesn’t matter if you’re a hick, a skid or a hockey kid. there’s nothing to do here except go for a drive with your friends around gold creek or go for a late night Don’s run. everyone claims they hate it here and want to move to the coast after they graduate but after a few years at the college they become stuck here, just like their parents. every hoe that lives here has a snapchat score of at least a million. there’s such an awful selection of people to date that you have to start looking for people that are at least 3 years apart in age from you. there’s at least 10 lg’s at every party. speaking of parties, people love having them at random lakes 20 mins out of town. this place isn’t special.
When you think you have found a girl good enough for you from here good luck. You are better off digging through trash they either bang half the kootenay ice team or suck a dick for a pack of smokes. they are heartless stone cold bitches that use their make up to cover their problems,one day they are crazy for you the next day they are talking to team chlamydia from the Whl but dont worry they are "just friends".
Oh? Her? Yeah i know her shes a cranbrook hoe she threw a party for her and her friends to sleep with the hockeyteam.
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Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.