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i just found out my english composition grade is a 54%. fucking peachy and i was tryign so hard to do well. my mom was worried about letting me live down here with my crack addict dad but i told her that wouldn't affect my grades. well i didn't let it. i got myself into my own trouble. i'm the one with the fake id and the constant craving to get high. that's me. i'm the one who's always stealing or doing bad things. but i just don't even care. i have to try harder and i know that i can do better. i'm determined. besides, i guess i gave that boy my number the other night because i have a voicemail on my phone that says "hey it's me from last night" i'd call back if i knew his fucking name! bah.