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I don't want to hear any more about high marks and low marks and passing grades. I got bad grades. Even when I went beyond the call I couldn't get the best grade. No. That prize always went to someone else. Someone with better hair. It's not fair, dammit! If I just would have left that widow's peak alone. Not tried to shave it off, so when it grew back it stuck out like a slinky in the front of my head.
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Friday, June 11, 2010
Messed by My Hair
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