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Grades came. My A in math is now a B+ so Dad says it should be changed (whatever is causing the 'slip'). So sorry my 4.0 is a 3.8 now....I deeply apologize. I honestly can't even remember the last time my dad said "Katie we're proud of you". (You see he has to say the we, because my mom would never stoop down low enough to congratulate and/or praise me in any way shape or form so he says it to somehow make it seem that they both feel that way.) Enough of being so melodramatic. I feel like throwing up....again. But this time I won't look like I'm OD'ing on heroin on Joshs tile floor.