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I'm seriously sitting here crying my eyes out. I'm in my 7th period french class, and I want to be ****ing dead. My 6th period was out of control. I walked in, sat down, and there was a substitute. So i ignored it, and started studying my music theory. Well, the kid who sets my ****ing hair on fire, is the one who decides he's going to rip my notes in half, which I need for the test today. God I hate people :'( what the hell did i ever do to him?
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