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Friday July 16, 2004 The Academy's future
Well, this will be my last entry about the Academy... or it should be. I promised myself that I wouldn't stress myself over this anymore after I graduated. After all, I did all I could. Obviously it wasn't enough. Think of this entry as a final testiment to what the Academy once was.... and what it will never be again. First of all, this was posted by Vicki in her journal this past January.

Ah... the happy bubble in which I resided in for the last two weeks has now imploded... in other words... school started... and we have returned to the unsympathetic teachers of the Payne Academy... and as of the first day, I'm already drowning in shit I don't understand... of course, jumping into a different chemistry class in the middle of the year could explain that.
Started the semester without Mita, Gihan, Hilary, and Nira... and PPA is officially dead to me... We've lost the small classes, lost the link with technology... lost half our teachers... and now, we've lost the people that made it the Academy. In many ways, I wish they would have shut it down last year... at least I would have known what to do.
I glanced at my watch about twenty times today... wondering what was happening at Corona or how they were getting along at Dobson... There is no reason to stay anymore... after all, we're all traveling like twenty, thirty minutes to get to school every day, then another thirty back, we're suffering through a new teacher every month and constantly battling the attacks by other schools, other students and teachers even...
We were lured in by a dream, a dream that never came true, a dream that turned a nightmare, and a dream we can no longer wake from.
Trapped... I don't want to leave for the last few people I have left here... but there's little use in staying anymore... PPA has now become a connotation for the hell we've all suffered to keep this ideal... this ideal that never truly existed.... We fought, we cried, for what? We've got nothing left now... we're sitting on the burnt and broken battlefield to find those we love... gone... and to hear the trumpets sounding retreat... because there is no use in fighting.
I could be at Mountain Pointe... I could be making fun of the Academy, I could be criticizing this small, gifted program for its nonexistent 'laptops' and I could be beating them down... I could be ignorant of the tears and broken hearts... I could turn the other way and fail to see the students who have to start over now after losing everything they had to the lie skillfully masked as a school... but no, I was seduced by this lie... and here I am, among the dying, to see everything fall apart.
Three years fighting, standing up for what they believed in... three years and now they've finally crushed the spirit of the Academy.
Good night, you all, and mourn for the school that never was.
-Vicki Hsu

Anyway, it still holds true. What DO the students have left to look forward to? "Academy" classes that aren't in unit 5 and that have normal class sizes? Blending into McClintock, the opposite of what was supposed to happen? All those hard-earned Bs and Cs that will appear to colleges as if the students were slacking off?

Lies. All of it... lies. We were promised an education. We were promised a chance. We were promised a school. We were promised a community. But hey, one out of four isn't bad, is it? So what happens now? Seniors head off to college, screwed over because of that "C" they got in an Academy class. Freshman and sophomores are blended into McClintock and hold no loyalties to our 'stupid, worthless program.' Juniors are... well... juniors are doubly screwed over, stuck deciding between friends and what's best for them. And Ms. Pullen... she's screwed over too... and she's least deserving of that.

What are people still holding onto? There's nothing left. In one or two years, the Academy will cease to exist. No one will cry. No one will weep. No one will remember what it was, or what it had the potential to become. All because of some stupid politicians and even stupider students. I can say this without regret now because I am no longer a high schooler: Fuck all of you who think you are better than us. All of you who 'fought' so long to shut us down. Who saw us as rivals. As unfair. As a burden. Mountain Pointe, you can go to hell. DV, you can go screw yourselves. As for the rest of you, go do whatever you want. You finally won. You got what you wanted. You finally got them to shut us down. You think you're smart? You think you're gifted? I'm sorry... but I don't see it. If you can blindly follow propoganda, not even giving the truth a chance, you're no better than sheep, blindly following their leader off a cliff. Because that's what you've just done. You've screwed yourselves over.

The Academy... What Academy? Where are the laptops? Oh, I forgot... they were 'unequal' and were taken away after the first year. Where are the small 'conference-style' classes? Well, the small classes were taken away for being unequal, and the 'confrence-style' classes never existed. What happened to the gifted-certified teachers? Oh, that was too inconvenient, so it was dropped. What happened to the Academy curriculum? Shared to 'prevent animosity' and for the 'greater good'. What happened to the sense of community? Sacrificed for the Academy's meager existance. What happened to the teachers? Left because of instability... and can you really blame them? What happened to the ideals that the Academy were founded on? They were thrown out the window because it was convenient. So what's left? I'll tell you what's left: a name, the last shreds of our pride, and... well... not much else. All because we dared to believe in a dream that was obviously impossible. All because we took a risk, put our futures on the line. All because we were stupid enough to put our trust in certain politicians (no names will be named, but I'm not referring to Buchanan). Look at us... the 150 students who were screwed over... whose futures are doubtful... who were betrayed by the very system and the very people that were supposed to help them. And no one cares. I mean, it's only 150 people.

So we won. We have the right to exist. Congratulations. Why don't they just shut us down now and get it over with? Because what is existance? Like I said... a name. Nothing more. Congratulations. Three long years. You cried. You sacrificed yourself, your ideals, your future. You gave up everything you knew. You put yourself on the line. You fought three years for a fucking name. I hope it was worth it.

You know what? This sickens me. But that's life, isn't it? Smart people, gay people, asians, blacks... you name the minority group... they'll always have it tough. They're all just numbers... freaks... people you cater to when you need political support, then drop like something the dog dragged in. We'll always be the losers. Anything we work for... believe in... it'll always be sacrificed for the greater good.

You know what? Screw this entry. Here's the gist of it: RIP Academy, because you are no more. All of you who think you've won? You havn't won. You've just screwed yourselves over. I know you don't think that yet, but you will. You didn't see your greatest potential allies... you saw your worst enemies. And that will ultimately be your undoing.

If you read all that, leave a comment, please. Even if just to say you agree or disagree.

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