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Back in grade school, I attended this Dominican school somewhere here in Rizal. The name of the school does not deserve to be here in my blog. I hated that school and a lot of people in it. When I hear its name, all I remember was those days when I got bullied, the moments when my seatmate would get the same high score as I have all because she copied all my answers, and those kinds of things. I have a bad vibe about that school and that school also leaves a bad impression not only on other schools but also on other people because of what the students do and how they carry themselves. I regretted going to that school and sometimes when I remember being there, I get mad out of the blue. I just hate it! There's this instance pa nga back in the 4th grade, I was absent the day before and my teacher wanted me to make-up for the experiment that I missed out on and asked me to get a bond paper for that certain experiment. Since I was never a girl scout, I don't have a bond paper. I asked a classmate of mine for one, and even if she has one she told me that she doesn't have one. That's how madamot they are! I ended up doing the make-up experiment on a recycled bond paper. I'm so mad at the world right now.