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i was mad yesterday. a girl in a class talked to me like i was stupid and then joe said "you are an idiot sometimes." and it's true in the way he meant it and also kind of in the way he didn't mean it. and then he said something about the inappropriate way i used the word theme in an essay/journal entry that was sitting out and i hadn't asked him to read. i didn't say anything but i was mad. i made him sleep on the mark wahlburg pillow i embroidered and will probably take that personal assistant job for that doctor if he offers it.