being back at school reminded me of all the good times I had in this the IB office of mr. bassett, commonly referred to as "the enemy" by just about everyone in IB except me. nah, they really liked him too, he was just a physical target for all of our general IB hatred. bassett says we're complaining about teachers here, we probably were, but I don't remember. why am I wearing that jacket? it's tennis season. it looks like I'm about to throw up some gang hand signals.
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