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Dec 15, 2009 15:45

Guess who got just panic-attacked the last two hours of school XD

School is stressful enough, and then I come home and my mom asks me about the math test that I fucked up, about "well what problems did you get wrong, what kinds of mistakes did you make, do you KNOW how to do it now, how many exactly did you get wrong and why, blahblahfreakingblah?" She doesn't seem to understand that, hey, when you do that it makes me MORE stressed, makes me panic on my tests, and makes me feel like you're interrogating me because a B is SOO horrible and "not like me." (/rant)

I really want to be able to talk to Loo about this stuff, even just the stuff with my mom, but I think he'll just dismiss it. I wish he would've told us the bits of is story that were more "controversial," like why he ended up in the hospital...hmm.....
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