Priorities

Lately, we've been learning about investments. And apparently, at the ripe age of fourteen, I've become an actual investor thanks to some wonderful quiz in a little green book with a pig on it. No, I'm not learning to do complicated math equations, nor am I trying to remember how to write in cursive. I'm learning to invest, because my mom totally doesn't do that for me already. According to said wonderful quiz of doom, I am in fact a moderate risk taker, just like everyone else who sought the unending wisdom of the little green book.

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Because School is Racist

Apparently it matters what my ethnicity is; unfortunately, I don't really recall, so I'm just gonna go out on a limb and say I'm American. That's not obvious or anything, really. I don't even know what I'm supposed to write here, but I think I'm supposed to add in a picture that I think goes with where I'm from. I'm sure that everyone will agree with this picture.