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In ninth grade, my biggest problem was boredom. No car, no license, no money, and everything was too far away. I wasn't a big fan of the internet quite yet, and hated talking on the phone as well. Boys weren't interested in me, and I was too shy to vocalize my interest in them. So I got straight A's. And I played soccer, and watched tv, and slept. A lot. That was my life, and I hated how boring it was.