had a bad moment this week while my sister was looking for her certificates form colage in the attic my school report cards were dug out. i didnt even know they were there i remember going home once with a envolope that i had held to the sun on the way home as i tryed to read my result and i felt so happy that day it looked had so many a's but when it as opend it was all d's anyway this week the past raised its head again while everyone took glee in reading my reports slow at spelling ,makes no effort ,slow worker must improve writing skills ,,,and so on ...these reports were from 7 years old on ward i made out i wasnt bothered but it were as if some one had just read my diary out loud to everyone who knows me i didnt show it but it did hurt me alot and also seeing the time scale it was over and also how no one helped me if they kept writing how useless i was why didnt one of them step in and help Posted on 06/16/10, 09:31 pm