My first day ever at RM in freshman year started by getting stuck doing circles on the third floor, unable to find my homeroom classroom. I was stressed, sweating, and frantic, but too scared to ask anyone for directions and help. I thought I had made the wrong decision in choosing to go to public school in sixth grade, and that there was no way I would succeed in the IB program and in a school as big as RM. If I could go back in time and talk t…
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