<p>I didn’t know my counselors until i was in my junior year…</p>
<p>The first counselor at one NY school was really nice and she would see me whenever i wanted to tell her something.</p>
<p>The 2nd counselor (i moved) for junior year was also very easy going and he let me switch out of classes that i really hated without confronting the teacher (who would try to make me stay… and i really hated that class but i couldn’t tell that to that teacher!)</p>
<p>3rd counselor though… she was a b1tch… I sent a note saying I wanted to switch my classes and she didn’t do anything for a week. So i sent another note a week later and she finally called me in.</p>
<p>I said i really hated that classes and I wanted to leave and i kept on over reacting so she’ll let me out… and then…
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she thought i was suicidal! hahahaha</p>
<p>“Do you want to physically hurt yourself?”</p>
<p>I’m like “no, why would i do that? (because of a stupid school class??)”
“are you sure you don’t cause physical harm to yourself?”
“I’m sure… (***).”</p>
<p>And then she said she’ll call me back the next day and said “I won’t forget you”</p>
<p>and of course she did. what a b1tch. what would’ve happened if it wasn’t me but a real suicidal student??</p>
<p>Well in the end i switched out to an elective class that i skipped every other day. haha</p>