In my defense though about the whole school thing, when I’m there and around 99 percent of the kids there, I can just about feel my IQ dropping from listening to there conversations.
And ya know, there’s the whole anxiety thing where I get shaky and short winded and end up on the verge of tears when I get put on the spot, which tends to happen. Also, I end up realizing I’m probably the only freak there that wants the body of a ten year old boy (minus his genitals of course).