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ive learned that self paced classes are not for me. im way behind where i need to be to do this comfortably. and i dont agree with the material. well i agree with like half of it but dont think its the right all around method. and since i flunked the first test in the class i do like, school is not looking good. im actually starting to wish id looked into fashion design school up here.

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i wonder sometimes if i care about my dad. them something happens. sometimes it takes that to know. but hes sick. and i feel like crying. hes not an ideal dad but hes the only one i get.

his teeth are falling out. his breathing is messed up. hes worried about his liver and kidneys. hes an alcoholic. but hes waiting until next week to go to the va emergency thing. cuz he has to go to california this weekend. to buy drugs im sure. thats what its always for.