I skipped a lot of classes in high school. I won’t get into the details why, but there was a lot of teenage rebellion. The only class I attended without fail, even when I was running on little to no sleep, or arriving at school straight from a night out, was art class. All four years of high school I looked forward to art class. I loved every minute of …
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