hahahaha fuck no i hated that shit, havin Lennie-B stickin it in your ass (in some form or fashion) every evening at approximately 5:22 pm is not what i'd call a "fun experience". they found out about it from the program i was at before HLA which was a residential treatment center in a small town outside of Austin, TX. they then referred my parents to an ed-consultant in Dallas who recommended HLA to my parents, so I got sent there, improved a bunch and after about 6 months of me being there, it started becoming more and more evident to my parents how HLA really is and how obvious it is that i don't need to be there, so mom and dad got together w/ their bosses and got their schedules re-arranged and did all this in between both my parents moving across town so finally come november my holding period was over as i came home for thanksgiving break, in which the day i was scheduled to return, dad called HLA and told them to shove it, where he was shat on by charles cates and bill gray, obviously people can't understand that my father IS my father, and he does reserve the right to take me out, but anyways... then proceeded to have my counselor call him later that day ON HIS main work number and be paged out of a meeting to take a call in which he was questioned and talked down to in an attitudional way .. with such phreases as "i can't believe you're questioning my 15 years of therapeutic experience... blah blah blah" and my dad was like "uh, cool. i've been a parent for 19 years, respect my decision." so what did the school do? turn around and harass the other parent -- my mother -- who is currently at work, workin overtime to pay off this shithole, in which her phones are ringing non-stop with (706) numbers, and at one time her work/desk phone and cell phone were both ringing at the same time. its a crooked shithole, e-mail me if you have any questions.
george
pg 72 -- withdrawn 11/28/2005
george.chongris@sbcglobal.net
