you will read the ASA mission statement for about the billionth time in this post

So, I am almost positive that the only people reading this site are people in relation to ASA. Therefore, I am almost positive that the people reading the words on this page know what ASA is. Just in case you don't, "ASA is a rigorous academic and performing arts learning community cultivating creative problem solvers, engaged citizens, and life-long learners." I have to say that I agree.
The story:
A wee little Carly (and she was a wee little Carly. She didn't reach four feet tall until she was in fourth grade) entered the Madison School District at age six. (This portion of the post is going to be written in third person. Deal with it.) Throughout the five years that she participated in the education of Madison, she became aware of the evil it produced. (I apologize to any pro-Madison viewers.) Being called "shorty," "small fry," "short stop," basically being looked down upon her whole entire life was not an easy thing. Elementary school wasn't as hard as middle school. Someone was usually there to save her from the vicious words (thanks, Zola!). But middle school, as she imagined, was another story. The bullying continued, and she had had enough crap. She had heard of a happy place called Arizona School for the Arts. She took a number, took the test -you guys know the process- and hoped, prayed to get in. She could not stand public school any longer. (I'm sure most of you know what I'm talking about.) She can remember the day so clearly. Working on homework, a ten-year-old Carly notices her mom enter the room. She sees the ASA logo on the paper in her mom's hands and FLIPS OUT!!!! She would no longer have to deal with the public school environment. (And Zola and Kacy would be there too to save her from anybody who was thinking of sassing Carly.)

The E-

Wait. The story is over, but not done, if that makes any sense. I'm still alive- I go to school with you people! **

Not a day goes by that I don't think about how lucky I am to be at ASA (okay. Maybe I skip a day or two.) Who knows where I'd be, WHO I'd be if I hadn't taken the test. I am so blessed to be provided with the greatest education I've ever seen. And I'm blessed to be surrounded by the smartest, most creative, fantastic people IN THE WORLD. To me, education is an extremely important division of my life. I mean, I'm learning eight hours a day, five days a week. I feel so bad for other kids who don't have the opportunities to get as good of an education as I'm getting. Yeah, you may argue that ASA has changed a lot, or whatever. But it's still a billion trillion gazillion times better than... THAT place.

I really hope that the students reading this post are thankful to be at ASA. If you don't like ASA at all, you need to leave. You are preventing people from getting into this fabulous school (and it'll breaks your heart to learn that you didn't get into a place that you wanted to be so bad. I know. My family has experienced the rejection end of the process.)

As much as I may complain (which I can do nonstop) I love school. School is my life. It really is. Being at ASA, I've learned that education is not only a K through college kind of thing. I am going to do exactly what ASA is teaching me to do, and be a life-long learner.

**Just to clarify, I am not looking for sympathy or anything. That's just the story. No big deal.