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  <description>To be honest, I couldn&apos;t exactly tell you why I&apos;m coming back for this...reunion type thing.  I spent two-and-a-half years at Degrassi before I was shipped off to boarding school.  I was barely acknowledged, truthfully.  Five years out of high school and I never planned on going back, but the moment that card arrived in my mailbox in my walk-up in downtown Toronto,  I knew I was trapped.  I guess you can say I was excited, but...I can&apos;t really explain how I&apos;m feeling right now.  Nostalgic, especially.  I didn&apos;t do anything specific to get sent to boarding school, my mom just decided that I needed a higher level of education and sent me off to Suffield Academy in Connecticut to be taught.  As if that really made a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Trinity College and majored in Linguistics and Gender Studies and I&apos;m now living as a poor graduate student in, like I said, downtown Toronto.  For those of you knew me, the name&apos;s Brooke Concannon. My full name is Brooke Lee Concannon but no one calls me that unless they want my shoe up their ass. I probably sound like an awfully violent person but I&apos;m not. I swear I wouldn&apos;t hurt a fly.  I was always that girl in the back of your classes with the blank expression on her face that you noticed but you couldn&apos;t exactly place where they were from.  I&apos;m not making myself sound appealing at. all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason why I was so absentee in high school was because I was a dancer.  &lt;s&gt;And being a dancer was probably the reason I started the whole...starving myself thing.  And when my mom finally noticed, she really didn&apos;t care, she just packed up my shit and sent me packing to Connecticut.  Eventually I got myself some help, but I know for a fact that there isn&apos;t a single day when I don&apos;t wake up and think that I&apos;m fat. &lt;/s&gt; Hip-hop, jazz, ballet, tap. You name it, I most likely did it.  I even took a course in African dancing in college.  God, I&apos;m uninteresting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess is there where you cue that part of the Eminem song that started with two trailer park girls going round the outside. Well, guess who&apos;s back, back again. Brooke is back, tell a friend.  I just wanted to get in touch with people so that when I go back to Degrassi and see everyone, there isn&apos;t that awkward &quot;..who the hell are you?&quot; moment that always seems to occur with me.  If you ever really want to discuss anything, life, whatever, with me, I&apos;m seemingly always on &lt;b&gt;supernova brooke&lt;/b&gt;.</description>
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